Milkshake: Big open spaces with a lot of (human) kids can be a bit scary...

Mommy w announced that we were off to Cyberport Park this afternoon and I cringed inwardly. I remember it is usually full of pesky kids. Lemondrop was of course oblivious to my worrying as he noticed that mommy v had the Yellow Ball stick in her bag. And we all know how fixated he is with that ball.

I was frowning quite a bit, starting from the beginning of the journey, while we were in the lift.


When we got to the park, I refused to come out of the car. Mommy v had to coax me out a few times before I reluctantly got out... then I heard the kids - a LOT of them - and I couldn't take it anymore. I went straight into someone else's car as the door was open and the humans looked surprised but they only just laughed at me. Mommy v hurriedly herded me out and seeing no other safe corner, I ran straight for the field of flowers.


I heard mommy v's familiar whistle so I ventured out to the big open space...


... and spotted Lemondrop already playing with the Yellow Ball.


But there were a lot of kids. They were so terrifying! Their high-pitched voices, their reckless abandon, their excitable energy... I don't know what to do with myself. I'd rather hide than be within thirty feet from them.


Lemondrop was still obsessed with the Yellow Ball and he didn't seem to mind the kids too much.


He even picked up a Husky friend while playing...


I have to say, the Husky is rather handsome! I hardly see lean and fit-looking Huskies...


Mommy w bumped into a friend with two Golden Retrievers, Buddy and Charlie. The friend asked if we could look after them for a while because she needed to find a "loo". I don't understand why humans can't do it where we do it.


While waiting, we met another new friend, Boo.



Boo is only 4 months old and also from the HKDR. He looked like a little Porkchop, don't you think?


Thankfully by the time we walked around the park a few times most of the kids were gone. As much as I like the smell of the sea nearby and the flowers in the park, I much prefer a walk in the countryside.

Milkshake: A happy day

Mommy v woke up at 3:45am this morning to the beep beep of the small metal tin next to her bed. It was still very dark but I decided to get up and see why she got up so early. As we milled around, Lemondrop was still fast asleep. He didn't even perk up nor open an eye to see what we were up to. So lazy!


We were then shuffled into the car. How I love the car especially when the hood is down! But it wasn't down this morning as it was a little too cold. This time we were in the car for a long, long time. We went through a few tunnels (I know this because Lemondrop is terrified of tunnels and he will shake and tremble non-stop when we go through one) and finally arrived at the destination, the Hong Kong airport. After a few minutes' wait, we saw mommy w!! I was beside myself with joy. Although the new surrounding was quite scray to me, I could not help but wagged my tail furiously and tried to lick mommy w. She has been gone too long. She smelt of the country, of a land far, far away, of snow and fir and pine. How lovely.

In the afternoon we were left at home to rest and sleep more. The humans returned in the evening and brought us to Cyberport Park. I quite like the park as it is big and windy, and there is plenty of space for me to run away from the pesky children.



Lemondrop went after the Yellow Ball again while I chased a few dogs and sniffed around. After a few rounds around the park we went home, and Lemondrop was chosen to be sacrificed to the water god first.


I tried to avoid it but I stood no chance. I don't know why but I have been given a bath twice a week for the last few months. They said it's something because of my skin. It's itchy, I know, and sometimes it can drive me up the wall but do I really need two baths a week?

But I do smell nice now. I smell of oatmeal. Lemondrop smells of human shampoo. The shame he has to carry with him! No wonder he usually tries to rub himself in monkey poop or cow dung or rotting fish.