I've got plenty of snacks !

Mummy master was the one that is most agitated by me. She dislikes my hyper-active, destructive, and biting behaviour. And she doesn't know what to do to stop me from all these bad habit. She started by beating me and frightens me with the cane but I don't understand at all what I've done wrong. Daddy master is the total opposite. I love daddy master. He is the most interesting man that I've played with so far. He loves me being active and he loves to wrestle with me. He doesn't mind me biting him or jumping on him at all. He makes me chase him and he chases me too.

One day I heard mummy master talking to daddy master. Mummy master has decided to train me. But how? She is clueless too. I think she came across something call the "clicker-training" method. Which focus more on rewarding me instead of beating me. From that time onwards I started to get rewarded many times a day with many snacks when I hear a "click" sound.

I hear a "click" when I sit and mummy master toss a snack to me. I wonder how I got the snack. I get up from my seat and I walk and sniff around and when I sit I hear another click and was toss another snack. These repeated a few times and I started to realise that when I sit I get a snack. Oh how easy it is. And so I learn the word "sit".

This is me "sit and stay" to get my snack !

My First Toy

Like all puppies I am as playful as I can be. My mummy master decided to buy me a toy. So here is my first toy. Mummy master call it "fish" but to me it is just another sponge-like toy.

It moves everytime I touch it. Seems like it can jump too when I press my hand on it. This could be why mummy master call it a "fish" ! And so I have to pause myself and focus on that "fish" so that it doesn't move. I feel as if it is playing with me. When I move it moves too ! So I wiggle my tail and paused to make sure that when it doesn't move then, I will catch it again with my paw and my mouth !

I couldn't control myself

No doubt that after a few days at my master's house I adapt very quickly into that new environment. All thanks to both my master that makes me feel very at home. I love chasing them when they walk. I just couldn't control myself. When my view is just their feet when they stand. I was a short boy you know. And still am now but master said that I've grown much taller now.

I starts to have the habit of biting their hand when they try to touch and cuddle me. I couldn't control myself my gums were very itchy at that time. Their fingers taste the best for me and feels good too as it rubbed on my gums.

My mummy master starts to get worried and hardly dare to approach me because I love to bite. Everytime she has to gather lotsa guts to touch me and when I try to bite her she will scream and shout at me. I was scared and couldn't understand why she reacted like that. Daddy master was the total opposite he volunteered his finger into my mouth and mummy master has to correct him and asked him not to do that or else I will think it is alright to bite their fingers.

First night with my master

The couple decided to bring me home after a few hesitation. I was timid for a moment when I reached their home. They treated me gently and lovingly as they said I'm still so small.









Night came where I miss my mum so much and I starts to cry and howl so loudly. I heard my mummy master said that she regretted buying me because I was too noisy. But daddy master told her that I am afraid and lonely therefore I cried. He insisted to stay beside my cage for a while until I fall asleep. That was very loving of him. I felt comforted for a moment and dozed off. After 2 hours I woke up again. I felt loneliness and fear cripping in me. I started to whine softly and I couldn't bear the fear and I burst out again.


That night seems to be so long for the first time.

I left my mum

Its the first day of me leaving from my mum and from my bro and sister from the same litter.
I feel so sad. I was chosen abong the litter. According to dad I'm the most good looking therefore I was given away for sale at a petshop. I was born on 28th Dec and left mum at 11 Feb, morning. I was merely 7 weeks old. Nobody could ever understand how I felt at that time. I was so sad and tear starts to roll down from within my heart.



I was alone in a cubicle. I never felt so cold before. I miss the warmth from my fellow brother and sisters especially from mum. I miss her kisses and caresses. Where is this place? Why am I here? I dozed off. Suddenly, I heard noises on the glass. Somebody is trying to wake me up with a bunch of keys. I saw people passes by. Some stopped and say "Look, he's so cute ! Aww, I like his ears ! ". After a while of disturbance they left. Over the few hours of morning in the shop this repeats over and over again. I was tired. I wanted to sleep.

Afternoon came, a couple request the owner of the shop to let me out. They want to see me. I was happy that somebody wants to let me out and play with me. The lady was carrying me and caressing me. I feel comforted for once after a few hours of lost. I heard her discussing with her husband whether to take me home or not. The lady said that it would be a total commitment and changes in life. After a few hesitation they decided to take me. I was happy for a moment but fear starts to cripped my heart.

I wonder what will happen to me next. I miss mum.