Snoring Charlie and a MAD deal

We like watching tv with the volume turned up all the way. It’s not that we’re deaf but we just prefer not to be able to hear other sounds that don’t belong to the show we’re watching.

Unfortunately, no speaker in the world is able to drown out Charlie’s snoring.

Seriously…

Is this even normal??

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This is not a typing mistake, really it’s only RM39 instead of the usual RM88.

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Pissed.

I woke up really late today. And the first thing that greeted me was nasty pungent air. Charlie did a number one on the sofa, on ST‘s favourite seat, no less. I didn’t even notice it at first cause our sofa’s are yellow in colour but I could see urine footsteps all over the house. FML.

Tried to soak out as much liquid from the cushion with paper towels but there’s nothing much I could do. Sprayed it with a lot of Dettol antibacterial spray and Febreze then put it out in the sun. I can’t smell the piss anymore but I may have just gotten used to it.

Got down on my knees to scrub the damn cushion cover. Have I mentioned it’s yellow? Thank heavens! Soaked it in detergent for 3 hours before giving it another scrub. The entire time an unidentified voice was telling me to ditch the cushion and cover. But I scrubbed on…

After that, I let Charlie out of his cage and apologised to him for not waking up earlier to let him out. No bad dogs, only bad owners :(

Yeap, what an interesting day I had, wasn’t it?

Happy 2nd Birthday, Charlie!

It was supposed to be an unmemorable trip to the pet shop to buy some treats for Sisi. As soon as I caught your little face peeking out from the tiny cage, I knew you were mine. Granny and daddy advised mummy not to get you, as I had just started a new job and it would be very inconvenient to take care of you. But against my pragmatic nature, I brought you home anyway. And you have been the light of mine and daddy’s life since.

# – Charlie at 3 months old.

# – You’re the cutest puppy I’ve ever seen and you’re mine!

Sure, the first 3 months were torturous. I remember many months of not being able to hang out with my friends on a whim because you were afraid of being left alone. I remember having so many thoughts of giving you away because you just wouldn’t stop pooping EVERYWHERE! I’d even gone to the extent of putting up an online ad but couldn’t bring myself to do it eventually. I’m glad I never gave you up because you are now one of the best behaved doggies mummy have ever known.

You obey commands very well, you never wander out of our sights, you are calm & quiet during our meals outside and you’ve even overcome your separation anxiety! You lie next to me while I sob my eyes out watching soppy chinese dramas. You bark at strangers, ready to charge at them to protect me. Everyday you give me joy that I never knew I could feel.

I’m glad I didn’t mess up with you like I’ve messed up with many things in my life, Chacha. I’m glad you’re a healthy, boisterous 2 year old today.

# – Birthday boy with a pink bow :D

# – Is that a cat I see in the distance?

# – Oit mummy, can I go chase some birds already??

# – Please mummy????

# – Thanks mummy! Off I go!

# – WHeeeeeeeeeeee!

# – Why do you have to post embarassing pictures of me??

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON! Love you always and forever.