Squeak Squeak Goes the Shrew

Shrews live in my park.

These are little rodents that squeak whenever there is danger. I hear the squeaks a lot on my night walks.

But sometimes the squeaks head my way. These are not perhaps the smartest or nature’s selected fittest. They actually run towards me and my two large dogs, which makes at least two sources of predator.

Sure they live within the relative safety of the park’s confines. But there are lots of stray and non-stray cats that hang out in that park. It is actually a feeding spot, where aunties come around before the sun dawns to place lumps of dry (and sometimes, wet) food. (It’s somewhat of a nightmare to walk my glutton dogs with so much leftover foods, including the mushy after-rain piles)

Last night, I was out a little later than usual.

My two dogs decided to go to separate sides of the walkway. Not an uncommon thing.

I watch Creamy to make sure she doesn’t decide to roll in the puddles. At almost midnight. It’s happened before. Many times.

This is when I realize it’s rather quiet on the other leash. As I look over, my curious Blackspot, ears perked up, is sniffing a little shrew right under her.

Then squeak, squeak, and off the shrew ran. At least it was away from me!

My dog could easily have put an end to that tiny animal. I’m frankly surprised it didn’t spark any prey drive. They chase after cats, or try to. Except the ginger one down the street. They have an understanding – they stare each other down.

My theory is that the reason they chop down the beautiful flowering shrubbery that lines the edge of the park because of the shrews. It seems like the trimmers come when the shrew population gets big. There are several bins along the walk but people still just toss out their garbage, including chicken bones and other unsafe items for dogs.

Public Service Announcement – please throw your leftovers and other garbage in the bins.


Why I Love Thee, my Good Friends…

Why we love our dogsIf you love dogs and specifically your dog(s), I’m sure you can go on and on about them, like me.

So here’s your chance… why do you love your dogs?

I’ll start – I have two dogs and it’s amazing how different they are. It’s a good thing in many ways. They act as foils to each other’s character, bringing out behaviours I may not get to witness otherwise.

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Do Goldies Prefer Other Goldies?

Golden Retriever- Singapore Dogs


I have a question about Golden Retrievers.

I don’t have an answer, though I have some anecdotal evidence.

Since we adopted Creamy about three years ago, I’ve wondered if she recognizes other Goldies and if she gets along with them more easily….

Have you had this experience or thoughts yourself?

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My Two Dogs, at Play

Playing Beagle Pup

Not Goldie (Stock 123RF)

Don’t you JUST love watching your dog(s) play?

I spent quite a bit of time lying on the floor with my dogs, scratching and petting them.

I’m sick and had to shorten their walks. So to “burn off” their excess energy, we’ve been roughhousing indoors. But sometimes I don’t have to do much. With Goldie you just need to look at her, and her tail goes wild. You just have to touch her, and she starts wriggling around. She’ll go 1/2 way across the living room, like a little automated mop. It’s funny all the little bits I find in her deep fur. She is very entertaining and she entertains herself as well.

Blackspot is less impressed with Goldie, I have to admit. That’s usually because when Goldie stretches out, a tail or a leg is usually either just hovering over Blackspot’s head or actually resting somewhere on her body. I don’t know if dogs are ticklish but the fine goldie hairs probably are on Blackspot’s sensitive skin.

It’s funny watching them, watching Blackspot watch Goldie. Both of us wondering what Goldie is up to and where she’s going to kick next. That, we both have learned to watch out for because she takes no prisoners when she starts her kicking and wriggling. Very cute still.

Having 2 Dogs is Way More Fun than Having 1! Here’s Why.

Bull dog and Chihuahua


What’s better than one dog, you ask?

Having 2 dogs!

No, seriously.

It is so much fun watching my two dogs interact. They only met each about four years ago so they are relatively new friends, both middle-aged ladies quite set in their ways. Luckily they have different motivations. One by food. Other by attention. One by cat food. Other by cats. In many ways, they are opposites – a thinker and a show-er, an introvert and an extrovert. One, you can literally see her think.The other, you wonder how she can wiggle crazy like that.

They don’t play with each other. One’s a person’s dog and the other? Only other Goldies can understand her, I’m afraid and maybe only other Goldies can stand her as well. Goldies seem to have their own way of play, their crazy way to express their inner and outer child. It’s very cute.

Occasionally, they would kinda play. They both love rolling in the grass, under a hot sun. They get really into it. So much so that they forget they don’t actually play with each other and the Goldie (usually) will run and slam head first into the grass, doing a wild roll right into the other one. Sometimes even rolling over her. Then she remembers they don’t play.

They don’t play together but they do funny things to each other.

Just the other day, and you can totally see this playing out, as if you can see the thought bubbles above Blackspot. Now I have to admit Goldie has an annoying habit of thinking she’s the centre of the attention. It’s annoying when you are caught in the middle of leashes pointing north and south. Goldie kinda just goes wherever she wants to, at jerkingly high speeds. She’ll often just ram ahead, pushing Blackspot out of her way.

So the other day, Blackspot was walking calmly, as she does, on the edge of the sidewalk. Goldie was behind and you could tell Blackspot was aware of her from her sideway and backward glances. This is where the explosion of thought bubbles could be felt. Just as Goldie was moving alongside Blackspot, Blackspot literally bumped her off the sidewalk. I’m not sure what’s funnier, that it was so obvious, her planning, or the fact that she just did it, or that Goldie never even skipped a beat and kept on bouncing along in the grass.

This is why having two dogs is better than one. You can really see more of your dog’s personality when she interacts with other dogs (and people). Beside you can have all sorts of philosophical discussions and ramblings with yourself, or on your blog. All good.

Dogs Abroad

There’s no doubt about it.

Singapore is definitely way more dog-friendly than before.

Dog-friendly places are popping up all the time. People don’t seem to scatter as much, or as quickly, when I walk my dogs. The dog community is ever growing. It’s great!

Dogs Abroad (UK)But people in Singapore may be surprised to find what really living with dogs means in other countries. Travelling on the trains in Europe. Dining with their owner in a cafe in Paris. Shopping in a mall in San Francisco.

I was recently in the UK and was reminded what it was like to be truly free to take your dog everywhere. To the market. Running errands. A stroll, for no reason at all.  No one is running away and no one is gawking or taking photos (except me, discretely, for this blog!) Dogs are simply just part of life.

Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole – Roger Caras

I remember when I used to take Whitey or Chich in the car, whenever I had to pick up someone or pick up something at London Drugs or run a quick errand like dropping off library books. My dogs went everywhere with me, to my friends’, to the beach, on long and short drives, on runs or day trips. Imagine a Maltese dashing through the forest trails or a Silky Terrier in a canoe, and you will picture how it was. When we visited New York, my sister even came to stay overnight with her dog. He was the star. Pampered. Having him in the hotel seemed to make the staff happy. New York is another dog-loving city.