I have two dogs -- both are called "Kiya"

This is the original Kiya: the sweet "Rottweiler".



[Here she looks slightly menacing, but it's only because her name is getting hijacked]


What's Kiya eating?



A leaf..?!




Just a dried pig's ear Person S bought for her.




She's clearly very happy.



Now, Louie is no more. His name is now also "Kiya". It's not like as if we re-named him. On the contrary, I call him Louie-lou and sing his name while I hug him. But when I call for Kiya, Louie would be the first to pelt to me! When I call "Louie!", he either takes his time to come to me, or ignores my call. Like, seriously, wth.




I suppose both dogs are jealous of the other for affection from me or Person S. Louie's tail would actually wag a lot when I call out Kiya's name and pat her. So I suppose when I call out Kiya's name, he would come running to me because he wants attention too.

It has come to a point that Person S, when he wants Louie to go to him, needs only call out "Kiya!", and he'll get both dogs. ha ha!

Some pictures of my Louie-Kiya.











Ears cocked when he hears something unusual - he looks like a mad dog, haha!





Confused what his true name is..




Louie looking spooked.. He looks hilarious when he is scared of something -




hahahaha

Kiya: Person V's visit

It's been three months since we moved into this big house and Louie and I have settled in well. Just last week, we had a visitor - it's Person V from Hong Kong, bringing with her smells of a faraway desert, a white mutt and.. a beagle but this beagle smells of a lot of food, hmm.

To my great delight, Person V exclaimed that I am very skinny! The more she went on about how she could feel my ribs and my spine, the more I sucked in my stomach and doe-eyed my person. Person S also rubbed it in, using his Dogmanitarian trump card again. Person D finally relented and said she would start giving me bigger dinners from now on. Yes! Score!

Here I am, trying to do a Louie on the stairs landing.



Unfortunately, Person D just laughed at me :(



Oh and of course, Louie has been his irritating self as usual. Sometimes, he'd vacate his bed and growl at something in the garden and I'd immediately take his bed. Ha! But sometimes that little nit would squeeze in with me. I couldn't snap at him as Person D was around..






And Person D finds it cute that we share a bed, jeez.



Here's a picture to end of my little note. Louie has crimped hair, HA HA!! How sissy is that!



Apparently Person D gave him a bath, and his hair on his ears naturally crimps after drying off from a shower, but I don't quite believe that. I think he did it to get some attention.

Louie's 'naughty' streak

I think I have been making Person D very angry many times the last few weeks. I don't understand why she gets angry with me - I have a reason for everything I do.

For example, when Person D takes Kiya and I for walks, I usually strut around with my head held high. This is because I am a hunting dog, and not just any hunting dog like my cousin Lemondrop, but a sight hound - I hunt by sight! So whenever I see another four-legged creature, I always perk up, huff and puff through my nose, and if we are close enough to the prey, I get very excited and will run around in circles (leashed, unfortunately). But Person D will get very upset and give me 'leash corrections'. Sometimes she raises her voice. So to avoid upsetting her more, I calm down. But I can't help getting excited in the first place.


Then there was yesterday morning, when both Persons D and S got up. Person D found a large puddle of pee on the first landing of the staircase, and guessed correctly it was my pee. She was so angry! I could tell, even though she did not say anything to me - she promptly got the mop out and mopped the spot five times. I am a good boy - I don't pee in our house, but I really couldn't hold the pee any longer..


Three times, Person D came home to find shredded paper towels all over the kitchen floor - "like snow" I heard her tell Person S. She wasn't happy. She finally figured that I was so bored being kept at home with Kiya (who sleeeeeeeps all day), that I took a roll of kitchen paper towel from the box in the pantry every day she left us at home. She thought I had jumped on the kitchen counter to get the roll! Ha ha. How silly. Hm, but now she has removed the box of paper towels so I can no longer vent my boredom tearing tissue up anymore..


This last month, I have stolen a Daim caramel cake from Person S' plate (hmm!) on the coffee table, and a small piece of chocolate cake from Person D when she was in the garden watering the plants. I don't understand why they were angry and worried. I love cake - why can't dogs love cake?


Oh, and I love to chew on their silicone ear plugs. Sometimes, on special weekend mornings, Person D let us into their bedroom. I like it there because it is so cold, sometimes too cold for me but Kiya loves it. And when I'm in there, I go straight for their ear plugs. Hm, so chewy!

Once, Persons D and S slept in for so long in the cold room that I could not take the cold anymore, and their white fluffy bed looked so inviting, I stepped onto their bed. Person S first noticed me and shouted 'No, Louie!', and I was expecting Person D to chase me off the bed, but she laughed and said something about changing the sheets later that afternoon anyway, and invited me on it! I snuggled between Person D and S, and felt very loved.

Most of the time, though, I'll just sleep next to Person D or S, whenever we are allowed into their room. I'm a good dog.. I hope they understand things from my point of view.

Kiya's shaved hair

One hot day, Person S remarked that my hair was getting too thick and long for the weather. So he whipped out the dreaded Braun, and shaved me in the garden! Oh, the shame!




I was not happy, evidently.




Person D was amused. She took a picture of my shaved hair..




It was quite a botched job as some of my hair was cut right at the skin and some not. It was irregular. But after that, I love it! It IS much cooler..

Moving on: our new house

It has been almost two months since we moved to our new house. I have been very busy, of course, every weekend (and many weekday afternoons and evenings) spent on doing something for the house, one way or another.





A summary is required:

1. Kiya took to the house like fish to water. Louie growled and barked several times the first night and we slept poorly for days.

2. Kiya sprawls about anywhere on the cement screed floor downstairs for her naps. Louie has found his favourite spots - upstairs on stairs landing, or under the dining table downstairs.

3. Louie has stolen S' slice of Daim cake - and ate it all. Eh? Louie? Caramel cake??

4. There is a scenic jogging route along the river just across the road. A loop is approximately 3km. Both Louie and I love it.

5. The bao/pau (bun) shop down the road sells delicious char siew pao. Because we walk by it so often with the dogs, the staff members there now know us, and they adore Kiya (especially after I told Kiya to 'shake hands' and 'high five!'). One of the young men there likes to give Kiya char siew bao - hm, I'm not too happy with that, but Kiya is over the moon.

6. There is a brindled mastiff two doors down from us. Oh, he is a poor doggie - he barks every night for his food, I have never seen him taken for walks, and yet he is the sweetest and most gentle dog ever. He lumbers to me when I call him over 'Mr Mastiff!' (he responds!). Maybe one day I can get him to be friends with Kiya and Louie and he can come over to our place and play with the dogs.

7. Kiya and Louie have acquired a taste for feline blood since we moved. Sigh.

8. Kiya is strange. Sometimes, when I throw open the door to the garden, she will trot out, and sits herself under the direct sunlight - for minutes! And when I call her in and touch her, her black hair is baking hot! It's like as if she wants to sun tan, despite her thick black coat. She must truly have some German blood in her, ha ha.

9. I had to go away for work for a few days, and I (most unwillingly) placed them both in a boarding kennel. Oh I missed them so. I watched the van that picked them up driving away and the lonesome sillhouette of both Kiya and Louie nearly made me... hm. Anyway, I'm happy to get them back, but Louie! Oh Louie has lost so much weight! I have to fatten him up again.

10. There was an evening when I fed Kiya thawed chicken which she promptly breathed down (instead of chewing), and 15 minutes later threw up all over the stairs. We fasted her for the night. The next morning, she was so hungry that when S let the dogs into the garden, Kiya foraged between the reedy plants, found a mushroom, and ate it! !!!

11. The joy of having a front and backyard - tossing a frozen chunk of raw meaty bones on the floor for Kiya to eat, without having to bother about cleaning up. Louie - I still have to feed on newspapers and cloth as his food is thawed and he eats messily.

12. There was a choked drain upstairs on the balcony - with the result of a flood! When I got home and let the dogs out, they were bleary-eyed, gingerly stepping over puddles of water, but dry. Clever dogs.

13. One of our neighbours call our dogs 'horses'.





14. One afternoon, I walked both dogs to the dog park. But by the time we got there, they were both exhausted, and Louie (very disappointingly) merely trotted around sniffing, and peeing over other dogs' pee. I'll stick to running with Louie.

A Fat Saluki

We are moving very soon, leaving this lovely neighbourhood behind. Our last weekend was spent taking the dogs to the park, and letting Louie sprint to his heart's delight. Kiya played a bit of fetch too, and she would sprint whenever she feels like it, and when she does, she is so lovely and cute, her neat black ears flip-flopping.


As our lease is coming up soon, several real estate agents had begun to show the apartment to possible tenants. A few days ago, I took the dogs for a walk while the apartment was being viewed. While waiting downstairs with the dogs, a French couple walked by and up to the apartment. Later, S told me that the man asked whether S had dogs, and when S answered in the affirmative, the man asked, "Was that a Saluki I saw downstairs?"

"Yes,"

"That was a fat Saluki," he said.


ahahaha! Louie, a fat Saluki! Well. I admit that Louie has definitely put on weight - and I am proud of it. If there is salmon in the fridge, I feed him the fattiest bit (lots of white). I feed him lamb breast - as fat as it can get. Chicken, ok, but I tend to give more than he can/will eat. I still run with him, or take him on long walks, or let him sprint in the park offleash. He has put on weight - no longer does his hip bones jut out like they used to - they are now nicely rounded. His ribs are only very very slightly visible, but of course I can feel them easily. Fat? I think not - just muscular and well-built!

I woke up one morning to him with his arms possessively around a toy (bought by S' mum for Kiya!):







I really don't think he's fat.




In any case, there will be one car ride this Friday evening with the dogs, a suitcase or two.. I am very excited about the new house, and I hope the dogs will like it too - after all, there is a balcony, a backyard, or a large front yard for them to choose to people watch, and lots of room space to sleep in. I have even found a large, fenced field just around the corner for Louie to sprint safely in! Well, it is goodbye to this neighbourhood then. I will miss it. Even if just for Moonshine.

About Kiya

I've been thinking a lot about my dogs... about Moonshine, Kiya and Louie. And their mortality. Especially Kiya's. I don't know how old she is - nobody knows, really, and estimates run from two years to six years old. If Kiya is six, and a typical Rottweiler, she'd only have about two to four more years with us. But of course, she is not a typical Rottweiler (or maybe she is - the sweetest, most obedient, dog there is) and maybe her lifespan is atypical of that of a Rottie too.

I want to enjoy every moment I have with Kiya, and I will remember her, happily and firmly while she is still with us.

How she sleeps, eyes rolled back, all four legs twitching in her dreams like a puppet, soundly.





Enjoying a head massage.. She truly enjoys them, her eyes glazed over with bliss.





How she loves her food, even this seven-month-old (possibly older!) lamb leg bone (gnawed and re-gnawed many times by both Kiya and Louie).





I love my dogs. I love dogs for the reason that they remind you to live the most of this life, because it is all we have.

Kiya's and Louie's friendship

I have to admit that Kiya and Louie are not quite like some other dogs that share a home together - those that cuddle tightly to sleep, play roughly and happily, and never snap at each other.

Kiya's getting on. She is older, crankier, and though she is an incredibly patient and tolerant dog, I suspect she suffers from some sort of doggie-PMS every once in a while. Louie? Well, Louie Lou. He prances around at night, pounces on his toys, leaps over a sleeping Kiya, barks at dogs, cats, suspicious-looking humans outside the window, paces, steals things from the coffee table (e.g. my glasses), etc. Even his long swishing tail can be annoying - he sometimes wags it in poor Kiya's face (I wonder what Kiya must think? Maybe some sort of tail-envy psychology going on).

So, Kiya does snap at Louie every now and then, scaring the living daylights out of S. I'm not too concerned; I know how dogs are - they squabble, and then they're best of friends again (as long as they are not two un-neutered male dogs).

Most of the time, they are so sweet to each other.














Just the other night, S and I looked over the coffee table and found this:




HAHAHA!! :D Oh, Kiya! Not quite a blowj**, ha ha.
We figured Kiya was probably lying there first, and then Louie came along and sat down on her face. LOL

Kiya's favourite 'aunt' - and the front yard

Something was up when I heard footsteps outside the door - there were two people.. and they smell quite identical! And so it was Aunty Vy, and she came with a big, long bully stick.. hmm! I was over the moon with any visitors (or even strangers), but seeing Aunty Vy again is always very nice. Louie must have forgotten her, but because my excitement rubbed off him, he also pranced around the house and did short bursts of sprints.

Something festive is going on these days. Persons S and D are home a lot, or at least their usual schedule is different. I get to go on several car rides too! I was so happy whenever Person D takes us down and she gets all excited, and when I see the car and the opened door, I get all mad with happiness.






Louie isn't so good with car rides. He gets all meek and sulky. He also squeezed me out of the seat several times and I ended up on the floor, but I didn't mind, as I was just happy being in the car, enjoying a ride.









But at the end of this ride, Louie threw up all over the back seat from motion sickness, ha ha! What a lousy dog he is, to not even enjoy a car ride. That's what cars are made for.


One especially happy and exciting occasion was when Aunty V and Person D took us to a lovely old house after a car ride.





The back yard was fine.. but where is Person D? She disappeared.. only to appear again and took us to the front yard, which smells of cat! We started hunting for it.






Louie tried to jump and rear about like a horse, looking for the cat.






Person D was just smiling and remarking how lovely a front yard it is for Louie and me. I agree!






The cat managed to escape (through the drain) and we got bored, so Person D took us up to the balcony.




I envy Louie for his skinny body and height (like all women do) - he could put his head over the banister to look around like this,






or put it through the railings! Sigh. It isn't fair.






Still, it was a nice day out.. Louie and I sat by the front door and enjoyed the breeze (though it was still very hot). And I thought, I could live here quite happily.. It was quiet, and peaceful. And maybe we will.

Happy Birthday to Eunice!

Lately, the only visitors the dogs had were S' family. And Gelly, my new maid (who is so lovely. Lou was terrified of her for the first two days but by day three he was fine). I wish more people would come by and give them pats on their heads.

It was Eunice's birthday.. and I was oblivious to it. So, to make up for it, I put on party hats on both Kiya and Louie. Just for you, Eunice! I know how much you love dogs. Especially Kiya.


I tried on a beach hat first with the dogs, but it didn't really work out.. (and then I found the party hats)





Kiya tolerated the party hat for a piece of salmon.. and this shot of her looks like one of those candid 'Eh?' photos - I have to put it up.





A better shot. "Happy birthday Eunice!! Come visit me soon" she said.





Louie was also not spared. I gave him a green party hat.. making him look like a unicorn with an.. algae-covered horn. ha ha.





I have no idea why he looks so morose even with a party hat. Sorry, Eunice. He is a party pooper.










One weekend ago, I woke to let the dogs into the bedroom. They got very excited, as they usually do on weekends, knowing it's special (we take them to the park), and Louie got a bit of tissue/paper snorted up his nose. He looks mortified.




And here's another picture of my 'dead dogs'. Kiya happened to lie on the area where there was a bleach mark on the concrete floor. Coupled with the tongue poking out, she looks like she just threw up and passed out, lol!!





A few weeks ago, when I was walking the dogs to the park, two boys, about 12 years old, stopped, stared, and started to laugh. They pointed their fingers at Louie, and laughed, hard. "What a funny dog! Ha ha ha!"

I didn't think it was very nice or polite to *point at somebody/thing and laugh, but I shrugged - they're kids, after all. Louie can look strange.. but he isn't that strange, is he? There are so many whippets in Singapore, and I think greyhounds look even more strange - they are extremely muscular and tall, but with very small heads and skinny legs.

At same angles, yes, Louie does look weird.




But most of the time, he looks just fine.