Tyrant Rides

The smaller human tyrant is growing up fast. And already he's started bullying the furry tyrants.

No animals (and babies) were harmed when staging the photos. Of course, to get that few 'perfect shots' we got a lot of bloopers.

Water Feature

We've replaced our water feature with a new one, and no one is happier than Gamby! She loves sitting tucked into the corner of it.

What day Birth day

Gamby turned 4 on Boxing Day, December 26.

She's the only one whose birthday we consistently remember, because its such an easy date to. Tagar's birthday is on Feb something-teen, and Togo birthday is on June-or-July.

We make it up to them by giving all three of them huge treats on Gamby's birthday.
This year they shared a huge plate of their favorite treats - McDonalds fries! 

Oh Shoot

I could write about it, or I could let the photos do the talking.

 In our defense, the bamboo shoots were super yummy.

Healing Holes

 The scabs on Tagar's wounds have fallen off, leaving great hairless holes in her face. She's healing well, aided with lots off hugs from baby.

Boarding Bites

We've been away.
On a longer than usual trip back to my hometown.
We had to send the dogs for 8 days of boarding.

Our regular boarding place had a change of management and was not doing too well. Someone (trustworthy) recommended us another place so we decided to give it a try.

Let's just say we're NEVER EVER going back there again.

Tyrants Daddy was back earlier than the rest of us, and he got the tyrants back from 8 days of boarding. He told me that the dogs had marks on the face but to not worry. I asked for pictures and he said the dogs were sleeping, can't take any good ones.

But he ran out and bought antiseptic spray, and lots of treats and cans of meat. And posted a very angry status on facebook. And it sounded like he spent the weekend sitting around hugging them.

Hah!

I got back 4 days later and this is what they look like.
These wounds are healing. Makes me so sad to think what their fresh wounds would have been like.

 

Tagar's face wound. Look at the placement of her wounds - it's obviously a full face bite. From a dog with large jaws.

The boarding caretaker had the cheek to tell us the wounds were because they were fighting with each other!

 
Gamby, who is as gentle as a lamb, has one bite wound on her snout. Togo has a wound on his leg.
All three tyrants are also noticeably thinner, but they were most probably not eating out of unhappiness rather than neglect.

Oh, poor tyrants. We're so sorry we sent you guys there.

Three in a Frame

I envy those pictures of multiple doggies posing beautifully for the camera. All those pictures of four, five, even six dogs all looking marvelous in the shot.

We only have three tyrants, and its so hard to get them in a single photo together. And in the rare chance we do, these are the kind of pictures we get.

There was a cat

There was a cat
Always sneaking
Into the house

There was a cat
We saw him often
Stealing dog kibbles

There was a cat
We always say
Your luck will
Run out one day

There was a cat
There was a Gamby
Waiting inside
Beside the kibbles

There was a cat
There was a Tagar
A silent Tagar
Unseen outside

There was a cat
There was a leaping Gamby
There was a running cat
Running
Straight into the waiting jaws of Tagar

There was a cat
There was an ambush

There was a cat.

Watching Over Baby

Its household chores Monday.
Today, the tyrants are helping to watch over the baby.

 Did you say you want a kiss, baby?

 Muackkss!

Fishies

We have a little water feature in the corner. The tyrants love drinking from it, the running water probably makes it feel 'fresh'.

Unfortunately the water feature has a tendency to attract mosquito larvae. Unlike their water bowl, the feature is difficult to empty and clean daily. We can't put in chemicals to prevent the larvae either, since the tyrants insist on drinking from the water feature.

So I asked God Google and it said one way to prevent mosquito larvae in bodies of water frequented by pets is to put in fishes to eat those pesky things.

Good idea. I went out and got those small little fishes meant as fish food for a bigger pet fish. Best to try out first before buying some pretty little fishes. I got a big handful - 15 fishes for RM1.

I expected the tyrants to be excited to see the fishes. I didn't expect this...

In one afternoon, Tagar hunted and caught the fishes. All of them. ALL OF THEM.

Tagar has a very strong prey drive, and she's also a very sharp hunter. She has caught birds, squirrels, rats, cats, roaches, lizards and who knows what else. She usually catches them as game, then get all upset when they die, and leaves the bodies alone.

I thought she would do the same to the poor fishes, but no. She ATE them.
But she was nice enough to share a few with Gamby.

Gamby tried and tried and tried, but she couldn't catch any. We could see Gamby watching Tagar and then trying to copy her exact movements, but she always missed the slippery fishes. Tagar, as usual, was a magnificent hunter.

First she stood very very still, hovering over the water surface. Ears pointed, eyes focused, she doesn't move a muscle.

The fishes will start swimming out from hiding, lulled into thinking the coast is clear by the very silent and unmoving Tagar. When one of them is at the edge of the basin, Tagar suddenly leaps to life. She darts her muzzle into the water and catches the doomed fish, lightning fast.

Gamby tried (again and again) the same maneuver but she's not fast enough. Instead she keeps snorting water up her snout and then proceeds to choke and splutter all over the place. Nice of Tagar to share some fishies with Gamby, poor girl tried hard enough to catch some of her own.

And Togo? He took one look at the fishes, went 'Meh' and trotted off elsewhere to nap.

We had thought to one day install a small fish pond in the garden, with serene koi fishes swimming around in it. Well, so long to that dream now.

Face

Sometimes Tagar is so in your face.

Siblings

Sigh. Siblings!
One minute they're playing together...

 The next someone is crying...

Pruning the Plants

Another Monday, another round of household chores.
This week its time to prune the plants.

Gang Up

There is an odd number for playing. Sooner or later two of them are bound to gang up and pick on the unlucky third one.

Don't just stand there, Mummy!

Rescue me!

Vacuuming the 'Rugs'

Monday, time to attack household chores.
Let's start by vacuuming the 'rugs'.

Oh look. The 'rug' fell asleep.