Here's a sad one:

Max has always been a dog plagued with skin problems. From the time he left the petfarm, he's been to 3 different vets for dermatitis. Hotspots, rashes, cuts, what-nots. Weeks back, he developed a really bad bout of bumps on his back. The vet remarked that it appeared like hives & was probably an acute reaction. To what?! Dammit. Well that's the beauty of allergies, you have to find out what one is allergic to. Anyway the bumps were controlled with medication but kept coming back. It reached horrendous stage 3 weeks ago. During the interim period, he was heavily on drugs & slept most of his time away... it was a pretty sad sight. The perils of being a dog owner i guess.


For now, no more meds for the poor fella. I assume it was definitely the diet. It always is. Those damn chicken necks with fuckin hormones pumped into them in the light of kfc chicks too fat they break their own legs. Max's on an elimination diet at present. Raw lamb cubes alone. That's all he gets. I'm glad to report that his skin has really improved, but one thing; those stuff are pricey! It's $9/kg & he eats 5kg of meat a month... that means a whopping 45 buckeroos per month... So now i'm askin', if anyone has better lobang, pls let me know. Oh & no wetmarketing...

Because of all the stress of these events, plus the fact that i have yet to finish any damn lit book AND still have 2 essays due the week school reopens, I've oddly taken to baking -- Baking & waiting for that elusive prosumer cam. So if you're not wholly interested in domestic affairs click that x.

Comfort food :

Chocolate Fudge Cupcakes
tried frosting with peanut butter but disaster!

Biscotti for dogs
though humans can eat it too!mostly, i don't really eat the stuff i bake. hmm...

It's finally here!
The reason why i became a catholic*

*i believe God has a sense of humour... relac ya...

Guess who came to visit?

According to L who last saw him, his fur has not grown one bit! But I can tell you... that belly has definitely filled out alright *sniggers* He's a real spoilt lil shit now, lucky dude. Pity... timid as ever in my presence. I dunno, there's something awe-inspiring about me I reckon *furrows eyebrows* Must be my muscles & jumpiness that pisses my fellow canines off. Here's the scene worked out : I chase Twain, Twain runs off. Humans throw toy, I run for it, beat Twain. Twain gets sympathy-toy, goes corner to chew. I run for every human & every toy.

It was fun though. Well, more fun for me than him. Human 'Ol daddy missed the boy so much he kept belly-rubbin Twain. Teeheehee.

Today I got lucky! We were doing the usual walkey round the neighbourhood when midway, we got invited into Milo's home. Now Milo's a JRT like myself (only twice my size) & his Japanese Mama thinks we are brothers because Milo always allows me to bully him (note to self : stop humping males). She also happens to be the nicest lady ever and today she fed me some nice beef steak off the family's dinner & presented L with a toy for me! I love Milo, but I love Milo's Mama more! I shall propose to L a new route... walk out of gate, head to Milo's, go home. Isn't that a most brilliant plan!!!

In other news, L has taken up baking. Baking for ME to be exact. Now I am known to have super-sensitive skin which breaks out like a pimply schoolgirl's face all the damn time. So ingredients include NO WHEAT, SUGAR, SALT, PRESERVATIVES etc. She's tried honey oat biscuits, liver biscuits, tail chasers & banana muffins. It's not the easiest thing; slaving in the kitchen. I try to help too... I help to finish off the yummy delights! I'm a real garbage bin I admit. Isn't that great? I'd never complain about your cooking! Say you love me...