Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Goats
This plant has lush, healthy leaves on top...
... and sad bits of leaves at the bottom...
... because ...
... because ...
... because ...
... we have GOATS.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Local Gangster Dogs
Lately there is a pack of gangster dogs roaming our streets.
Every time they pass by our house the tyrants get excited.
The girls, Tagar and Gamby, get excited because the macho gangster dogs are much more better looking than the resident lazy male, Togo.
Togo, meanwhile, gets all excited barking them challenges, from behind the safety of the gate.
Every time they pass by our house the tyrants get excited.
The girls, Tagar and Gamby, get excited because the macho gangster dogs are much more better looking than the resident lazy male, Togo.
Togo, meanwhile, gets all excited barking them challenges, from behind the safety of the gate.
And the human tyrant gets excited because his dogs are excited. Haha.
What's there?
Let me see! Let me see!
Oooh! Gangster dogs!
Friday, February 24, 2012
Groupon Mania : Fridge Magnets
Yet another Groupon we bought was for Customized Fridge Magnets from PhotoDelivery.
We got 2 sets of 6 magnets, and made some as gifts. The rest are now decorating our fridge, with the tyrants faces on them.
This time we remembered to make some of the human tyrant too.
We got 2 sets of 6 magnets, and made some as gifts. The rest are now decorating our fridge, with the tyrants faces on them.
This time we remembered to make some of the human tyrant too.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Chicken Pox
Daddy caught some chicken. Pox, that is.
And with chicken pox being harsher on adults, Daddy is not having a easy time. He's spotty and feverish and achy and itchy and generally having a miserable time, isolated alone in the room away from his kids.
The kids (both furry and not) had no idea he was even in the house. I'm keeping the non-furry one away to avoid him being unnecessarily exposed to the chicken pox.
The kids are missing their daddy terribly. Daddy is missing them very much too. He can hear them playing downstairs and it makes him miss them even more.
Yesterday I let the furries come up to visit their Daddy. They were so overjoyed to see him after the long absence. They surrounded him, tails wagging, nose sniffing furiously at odd-smelling Daddy. It cheered Daddy up a lot to be smothered with so much enthusiastic love.
Oh, I googled before-hand. Chicken pox is one of the many human diseases that cannot be passed on to dogs.
Now that the furry tyrants know that daddy is upstairs, they keep asking to go up for a visit. I let them go up a few times a day, when the non-furry one is asleep.
The furry tyrants certainly bring a lot of cheer to recuperating Daddy.
And with chicken pox being harsher on adults, Daddy is not having a easy time. He's spotty and feverish and achy and itchy and generally having a miserable time, isolated alone in the room away from his kids.
The kids (both furry and not) had no idea he was even in the house. I'm keeping the non-furry one away to avoid him being unnecessarily exposed to the chicken pox.
The kids are missing their daddy terribly. Daddy is missing them very much too. He can hear them playing downstairs and it makes him miss them even more.
Yesterday I let the furries come up to visit their Daddy. They were so overjoyed to see him after the long absence. They surrounded him, tails wagging, nose sniffing furiously at odd-smelling Daddy. It cheered Daddy up a lot to be smothered with so much enthusiastic love.
Oh, I googled before-hand. Chicken pox is one of the many human diseases that cannot be passed on to dogs.
Now that the furry tyrants know that daddy is upstairs, they keep asking to go up for a visit. I let them go up a few times a day, when the non-furry one is asleep.
The furry tyrants certainly bring a lot of cheer to recuperating Daddy.
Get well soon, Daddy.
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
McDonalds Fries
The tyrants love love loooove McDonalds fries.
Every time we bring home McDonalds the tyrants surround us, and wait patiently for us to finish our burgers and 'donate' them our fries. We often donate almost all our fries to the tyrants and their cute 'feed-us' faces. Sometimes we even buy back extra fries just for them.
To the tyrants horror, the little human tyrant has also taken a liking to McDonalds fries! In fact the human tyrant will eat nothing but the fries. The first time he sat down and ate the fries, we could see the furry tyrants circling him and shooting us desperate looks. 'He's eating our fries, he's eating our fries!!'.
Luckily the little human tyrant is not as greedy as the furry tyrants. Having seen us feed them fries on countless times before, he shared the fries with them.
Now we have to buy extra extra fries when we have McDonalds.
Every time we bring home McDonalds the tyrants surround us, and wait patiently for us to finish our burgers and 'donate' them our fries. We often donate almost all our fries to the tyrants and their cute 'feed-us' faces. Sometimes we even buy back extra fries just for them.
To the tyrants horror, the little human tyrant has also taken a liking to McDonalds fries! In fact the human tyrant will eat nothing but the fries. The first time he sat down and ate the fries, we could see the furry tyrants circling him and shooting us desperate looks. 'He's eating our fries, he's eating our fries!!'.
Luckily the little human tyrant is not as greedy as the furry tyrants. Having seen us feed them fries on countless times before, he shared the fries with them.
Now we have to buy extra extra fries when we have McDonalds.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Food Vacumm
Kids are messy eaters.
But we don't have to clean up much after our very messy 2-and-half year old. Because we have the best food vacuum machine - a Tagar! When it's his mealtime, Tagar will abandon her nap and come wait patiently under his chair. All dropped (and spat out) food get cleaned up the moment it touches the ground. So handy, this 'machine'.
But we don't have to clean up much after our very messy 2-and-half year old. Because we have the best food vacuum machine - a Tagar! When it's his mealtime, Tagar will abandon her nap and come wait patiently under his chair. All dropped (and spat out) food get cleaned up the moment it touches the ground. So handy, this 'machine'.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
The Cat Story
When we have afraid-of-dogs guests in the house, we put the tyrants out to chill in our little walled-up backyard.
Last week we had some such guests, so we put them out for a bit. The back yard borders the back alley that is teeming with stray cats, so as a habit we give the back yard a quick check for any dumb cats before letting the tyrants out. No visible dumb cats, so we let them out.
The tyrants did the usual running about for five minutes. Then suddenly all three of them tensed, tails up, nose down. They started sniffing and growling at the utility shelf. There, wedged in between the stack of bric bracs in a hidden pocket was a dumb cat.
Great.
The tyrants, once excited with a live plaything will not respond to anything. Calling, commanding or enticing them with food won't compare with the prospect of 'playing' with the cat. We usually have to bodily haul them, one by one (while not letting the one already hauled away to run back in when the hauling out the other) to give the dumb cat a chance to escape. Luckily Daddy was around, he's much stronger at hauling them out.
But before he could manage to get even one tyrant out of the way, the dumb cat left the safety of its shelf pocket and tried to dart out to freedom. Unfortunately the path to freedom was directly past all three tyrants, and even more unfortunate for the cat is that Tagar has excellent hunting skills.
Tagar snapped up the dumb cat the instant it darted out. The cat put up a surprisingly ferocious fight. It clung with all four paws on Tagar muzzle, screaming like a banshee, swiping at her face repeatedly.
Daddy got hold of whatever was close by and had to hit the cat a few times to make it let go. Then he had to struggle with the tyrants to let the dumb cat escape. He actually had to hit the cat so hard that the stick broke in three places before the cat let go.
If you're thinking 'oh poor cat, how cruel to hit it so' please note that the cat escaped alive. The alternative is to stand back and do nothing and watch the dumb cat get torn apart by three big dogs. The cat may put up a hell of a fight but it will not win against a Tagar five times its size, much less three tyrants combined. The result would have been a very bloody messy death.
While the tyrants were barking their heads off at the escaped dumb cat, we discovered why the cat put up such an unusually aggressive attack. There lying on the floor was a small kitten, so young its eyes were not yet opened. That's why the cat darted out - she was trying to carry her kitten to safety.
We may dislike cats intensely, but one has to be heartless not to save a kitten. We grabbed it before the tyrants noticed, and Daddy rechecked the shelf pocket. There was another kitten there! By then the tyrants had caught whiff of the smell and were trying to reach the cat from the other side, putting their paw in through. Daddy fought them off and rescued the second kitten.
We kept them in a box in the bathroom until our guests have left, and both the tyrants and the mother cat would have calmed down. Later on we left the box outside the back gate, and the mother cat came and collected her kittens.
The dumb mother cat is a long time resident stray of the back alley. She has also given birth to a few litters before. If I could speak cat language I would like to ask her - Why? WHY would you be so dumb as to build a nest for your newborns in a three dog territory? Where other cats have died before? (I'm sure cats gossip). Aren't cats supposed to be smart? Where is your common sense?!
Tagar got a deep slash on her muzzle and a few other small cuts on her face and nose. She also got a cut on her ear so deep it showed on the other side. Her cuts are healing well, she look like a pirate dog now.
Last week we had some such guests, so we put them out for a bit. The back yard borders the back alley that is teeming with stray cats, so as a habit we give the back yard a quick check for any dumb cats before letting the tyrants out. No visible dumb cats, so we let them out.
The tyrants did the usual running about for five minutes. Then suddenly all three of them tensed, tails up, nose down. They started sniffing and growling at the utility shelf. There, wedged in between the stack of bric bracs in a hidden pocket was a dumb cat.
Great.
The tyrants, once excited with a live plaything will not respond to anything. Calling, commanding or enticing them with food won't compare with the prospect of 'playing' with the cat. We usually have to bodily haul them, one by one (while not letting the one already hauled away to run back in when the hauling out the other) to give the dumb cat a chance to escape. Luckily Daddy was around, he's much stronger at hauling them out.
But before he could manage to get even one tyrant out of the way, the dumb cat left the safety of its shelf pocket and tried to dart out to freedom. Unfortunately the path to freedom was directly past all three tyrants, and even more unfortunate for the cat is that Tagar has excellent hunting skills.
Tagar snapped up the dumb cat the instant it darted out. The cat put up a surprisingly ferocious fight. It clung with all four paws on Tagar muzzle, screaming like a banshee, swiping at her face repeatedly.
Daddy got hold of whatever was close by and had to hit the cat a few times to make it let go. Then he had to struggle with the tyrants to let the dumb cat escape. He actually had to hit the cat so hard that the stick broke in three places before the cat let go.
If you're thinking 'oh poor cat, how cruel to hit it so' please note that the cat escaped alive. The alternative is to stand back and do nothing and watch the dumb cat get torn apart by three big dogs. The cat may put up a hell of a fight but it will not win against a Tagar five times its size, much less three tyrants combined. The result would have been a very bloody messy death.
While the tyrants were barking their heads off at the escaped dumb cat, we discovered why the cat put up such an unusually aggressive attack. There lying on the floor was a small kitten, so young its eyes were not yet opened. That's why the cat darted out - she was trying to carry her kitten to safety.
We may dislike cats intensely, but one has to be heartless not to save a kitten. We grabbed it before the tyrants noticed, and Daddy rechecked the shelf pocket. There was another kitten there! By then the tyrants had caught whiff of the smell and were trying to reach the cat from the other side, putting their paw in through. Daddy fought them off and rescued the second kitten.
We kept them in a box in the bathroom until our guests have left, and both the tyrants and the mother cat would have calmed down. Later on we left the box outside the back gate, and the mother cat came and collected her kittens.
The dumb mother cat is a long time resident stray of the back alley. She has also given birth to a few litters before. If I could speak cat language I would like to ask her - Why? WHY would you be so dumb as to build a nest for your newborns in a three dog territory? Where other cats have died before? (I'm sure cats gossip). Aren't cats supposed to be smart? Where is your common sense?!
Tagar got a deep slash on her muzzle and a few other small cuts on her face and nose. She also got a cut on her ear so deep it showed on the other side. Her cuts are healing well, she look like a pirate dog now.
Photos taken after we cleaned off the blood.
Groupon Mania : Mugs
We bought a whole lot of customizable mugs from Groupon in November last year, and made them into holiday gifts for family. We made mugs with their family photos as keepsakes.
The mugs are from Mine Alesi, at 50% off normal price.
We kept two mugs for ourselves. Guess who got their mugs printed on our mugs!
The mugs are from Mine Alesi, at 50% off normal price.
We kept two mugs for ourselves. Guess who got their mugs printed on our mugs!
Mug 1, Red Border
Mug 2, Green Border
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Twisted Tyrant
I bet the other tyrants are envious of Gamby Miss Funny Joints. She can sleep in all sorts of funny angles the others can even begin to try.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Groupon Mania : T-Shirts
Groupon is so addictive! I keep buying customizable stuff, and (no surprise) more often that not gets customized with the tyrants cheeky faces.
Here's one item we recently collected - Personalized T-Shirts from ZiccoTees at half price. I bought two t-shirts. Guess who got printed on them?
Here's one item we recently collected - Personalized T-Shirts from ZiccoTees at half price. I bought two t-shirts. Guess who got printed on them?
Size M Red T-Shirt
Size L Black T-Shirt
As with any dark colored clothing we own, the tyrants make sure they add their fluff to further personalize the t-shirts.
Thanks a lot, tyrants.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
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