Plastic dog's pukesssSSsss....

29th November, windy

I'm back...but in ''Exhaustion of Voicemail".

Got too carried away reading some blogs, but wat's pretty much haunting me at tis wee hours is to finish writing my tots for the past 2 days. OMG...I'm supposed to get this done yesterday, but it took tis pc idiotic freak more than 3-5 hours to figure out how to create those html stuff for the blog page. I've spent so much time on reading those HELP page tat by tis hour I felt like my energy is depleting...

But anyway, hey today's talking about plastic dog isn't it?

I've got tis......

and yes tis.......

is the plastic dog tat i'm mentioning.

This cute dog has grown up to become...

THIS. Yesterday tis silly dog as usual >>> puke, rejecting my offer of papaya to him. It's not alarming, not anymore when he vomit............. yes plastic. And tat's wat he often does, but usually not by the mouth but by the butts.

Oops, I forgot to took a pic of his puke, but it looks disgusting with some soggy fluid & 4 pcs of ring size black square plastic.

Let me just describe him a bit here. My future mum-in-law has a name for him.

Plastic dog's personal profile:

Name: Toy Toy

Age: 13 months and 06 days

Sex: Male

Interest: Biting, whistling, swallowing all kinds of edible/(((inedible))) stuff

Here's a conversation from him...

Heard tat you are famous for swallowing stuff like plastic, does tat put an effect on u?

No, not really, i've been doing tat quite frequently. i'm juz too obsessed with it. This is part of my hobby.

Wat's the most desirable items you've swallowed?

A diamond. I tried from rubbers to plastic and my favorite was the handtowel , where i can bite off and chew the threads down bit by bit. It's not surprising to find long thin lines in my I'm sorry...faeces.

Did u mention a diamond? Could u give a brief description on tat?

There was once in a morning when my young master got out of the bedroom, so i tot i can seize tis opportunity to sneak into the room for some fun. Something caught my eye, something sparkling sitting there on the silver platform beside the bed. Making no delay, i ...oops, i think you should know wat happen next. So for the next hour, they're searching for tat diamond, (high & low, in & out) from floor to holes.

They are of course suspicious of me, having almost caught me red-handed in their room (They saw me walking out of the their ajar doors) Till the night when they came back from work, they brought me out to a place i was so once familiar..tat's wat they call the vet's clinic. And under forcing circumstances, they had to get me x-ray. Few days later, I manage to poo the diamonds out, from then on......

I'm condemned beyond their bedroom doors. But my habits is not going to stop there......