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...