I am already 7 years, 3 weeks and 1 day old. She forgot to do a post on my barkday on the 22nd of November. Can you believe it. I am awfully sad that she forgot this year. All she thinks about is the Curly nowadays. Curly this Curly that.. Curly eat Curly drink. Curly Curly.

Its a good thing my mommy and daddy remembers. Mommy did give me a very good meal on my barkday.

But i am still sad that she didn't do a post for me on my 7th barkday. How can she forget. This blog is mine. It belongs to me and its MY kingdom. Its called Piper's Kingdom. Not Curly Kingdom.

Before the Curly came and hog her, all she loved was me. She rushes home from work to just feed me and play with me. Sometimes i get to sleep on her bed. She buys me toys and many toys and treats. I wake her up every morning so that she won't be late for work. I take care of her when she is sick by checking on her every now and then. I lay down beside her when she is lonely. I was all the friend that she had.

Now its all just about the Curly.

I am much much cuter than the Curly. I am more well behaved. I eat nicely and i am not noisy like some Curly. I don't jump up and down. I am fluffier and adorable too. I am also more compact and easy to bring out. Everyone adores me when they see me but why does she not love me anymore. Why why why.

I now live with my mommy and daddy in Kuala Lumpur. Maybe we are too far apart and she totally forgot that she loved me. My mommy and daddy takes me for car rides. But i am still sad. Why does she not love me anymore. Why did she forget my birthday.

Daddy sometimes drive like a F1 driver. I have learnt to balance very well and i can sway left and right but not fall. In some countries, mommy and daddy will be in trouble for not strapping me up in a safety harness.

I know she's coming down to see me soon. I wonder if she will love me back and leave the Curly to grandpa to worry about. Even though i like Curly, but he has been hogging my blog for too long. Too long i tell you.

I heard that she sent Curly for grooming at Sumomo. They even gave him a spa. Can you believe it. He went for a nice nice papaya spa and he is now smelling like a million bucks for many days. With Curly smelling like a million bucks, she's gonna love him more and more.

Curly and I love to eat papaya a lot. I wonder if he ate any of the spa papaya soap.. *BOL*

Curly had a crew cut too... the usual and he's no more curly. His legs looks like sticks again. She is getting worried about him getting too fat again. He's just like a dalmation now in his birthday suit. *BOL* He's running all over the neighbourhood with only a wee thin layer of fur and some black dots. First he tried to be a schnauzer and now he is a semi dalmation for maybe 2 weeks till his curls grow out. You can't really see them dots because she covered her beloved Curly with a towel just in case he gets cold on the way back from the groomers.

I hope she brings me some cookies when she comes down. I also hope she will love me back. I know i still love her. I always sleep in her room when she comes down. Her heart should be big enough for Curly and i. Don't you think so?


Ain't i charming?

Who can resist such a charming face. And i do love Food.


The 1st of December is here. The last page of my horse racing calendar. I love this horse racing calendar as i can see the days and the  holidays clearly and i can scribble all over its big spaces. The yellow background on the numbers means that its the school holidays for this whole month of December.

We have Heartgard on the 6th and Frontline on the 7th. My memory is fading fast so i have to make markings on the calendar just in case i missed them. Dom loves his Heartgard but when he sees the Frontline box out, he usually runs and hide.

Usually he hides here. Underneath my dad's lazy chair. You've got to flip yourself around to see the picture better but i am sure there's a Curly hiding there. The reason we didn't flip the picture around is because i didn't want you guys to see the mess in our house :) Didya flip yourself around yet? Okay... let's carry on.

We woke up one morning and found a kitteh kat underneath my car. Don't know when she came by but she has made friends with Transformer Tabby. Transformer Tabby's been quite lonely since Blue Eyes left her all alone. So another kitteh kat about her size is good. Just another hungry kitteh kat to feed. Fiesty lil girl. She will grows fast.

Being new, she does not know that Curly is curious of small kitteh kats. Curly love to just find out more by sniffing them. He does not harm them. He usually gets bobbed by the bigger cats when he gets too near them. He just likes to take a sniff and see who it is. He never harms Transformer Tabby. But being just a small kitteh kat, she is petrified of this big bubbling Curly.

Here she is hanging on for dear life up on the jacaranda tree. Curly is just waiting down there. I am sure both of them are gonna be good friends maybe in a week or two of sniffing and checking.

We went for a walk on a new route in the next neighbourhood near some new houses by some old septic tanks ^.^ Dommy is quite a scardy cat when he is at a new new area. He likes routes that he knows and routes that he has left scents before. He likes routes that passes by some of his friend's houses. When he is at the new new routes without any scents of his or other doggies, his tail goes down. Probably he sense some danger. I usually take his cue and we move back to the car if he does not like the place.

He is not so scared if Mr. P is with him. Mr. P is however the fiesty little one who does not know his size. He is never afraid of anything except for children that hugs him too tightly or children who tugs his tail.

Since its a new new route, he thought that he might as well leave a parcel for the other doggies that might come by. Peemails are not enough. Places like this need big big parcels.

I know some of you would still be interested in some juicy meats men. Here they are below.

Okay okay... enough of them drooling over these meaty beautiful men. Wipe your drools now... hehehehe... These men were performing and competing at Jonker Street Malacca for the 3rd WBPF Men's World Body Building Championships. These muscle men were from all over the world. We just so happen to be there and stumbled on them golden bodies. The bodies are so flexed up... it looks so unreal.

My friend did not hire them specially to flex their muscles for me. *LOL* But my friend didn't budge for a long time... she just stared and stared with eyes wide open. At one point, she wanted to run up to the stage and just touch the muscles to see if they were real. Yes.. she as nutty as i am. I had to drag her away as i was getting so hungry.

One more week and our little Jaiboo will be coming home. I have not seen him since March 2010. Its been quite a while and he has grown so much. We are very excited here and hardly getting any work done. The house is still in a mess and the curtains are not washed. The tree is not up. There's still so much to do :)

He'll be home soon :) 

Someone's snoring very loudly already. Someone is due at the groomers next week. He's all fluffy again. Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Don't tell him.

We also forgot to do a very important post for a small fluffy one. We are getting to that if we don't get lost in our excitement. We are gonna call it a night now. Goodnite everyone!
We continue on our journey thru the nooks and crannies of Malacca. First, our apologies for being slow and lazy with the posts :)

Certain towns in Malaysia still have a lot of old town charm... they are very charming to travellers like us. Its not hoity toity like the big cities with their big malls and the branded brands. Like some coffee gets branded and cost a bomb but taste like crap. Except for Starbucks of course. *LOL* I still love my macchiato with cream. An indulgence when i get to the city on errands.

We went to a back alley (which was surprisingly quite clean and doesn't smell) for charcoal grilled tofu with fishballs in a thick peanuty sauce. It was simply delicious.

This stall is called Tong Bee’s Cockles Stall. We didn't ordered cockles as we were both not really great fans of boiled cockles. It was a pretty neat place to eat as we have to sit on these low stools in some very dark back alley.

It is surely not for the less adventurous if you are edgy about hygiene and safety. Motorbikes were also passing by us slowly just inches away from where we sat.

Next we walked to the Stadthuys which is the red square of Malacca. This is a favourite place to take loads of pictures for most tourists. The exterior of all the buildings around here are red... all of the same hue.

You can also find many colourful and heavily decorated pretty trishaws to take you on a spin through the streets of Malacca.

When we got to Jonker Street, we met a juicy man.

He turned his back to us and kept flexing his muscles. All we can do is just stare with eyes wide open. O.O The body glisten like gold and were shiny in many many places. We continue staring and he continue adjusting his muscles for our eyes.

A few of his friends showed up and they all continue to torture our eyes with their juicy beautiful glistening bodies. We continue staring with buttery legs. Our jaws dropped with each flex of them muscles. It was too much... too much eye candy for a birthday. I was getting a sugar high.

I felt woozy in the head. I need air. Too many people.. too many muscles. Too much eye candy for a night. Halpppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppppp...

Some of you might be missing the Curly. He told me that he upgraded himself to angel status. He says he's most angelic and behaving like an angel lately. I kinda think that his halo is weighing him down.

His halo started travelling to his back. I wonder why.

Its getting a wee bit late here. Hope everyone is enjoying their Thanksgiving dinner and am thankful for all loved ones and the things in life. Save some turkey for us. We'll be coming over soon. For more eye candy and if you wonder why there's so many juicy men that night, we'll indulge you on our next post... if we don't get too lazy.

A note to Lil Miss Maple & Yuki's momma ~
The Majestic Hotel is not spooky at all. The rooms are at the new tall building behind the mansion. Its only 10 years old. The old mansion only houses the lobby, reception, library and a big nice restaurant upstairs. No spooky spooks :)

Sorry we are a lil behind in most matters :) We are just a wee bit lazy... wee bit dazy.. and the rainy cool weather is not helping much.

We promised some photos of juicy men tomorrow.

Happy Thanksgiving to all our friends who are celebrating. Keep all our furries safe and no cooked turkey bones for them please. Be safe and have a wonderful holiday enjoying the bird. Hope everyone's turkey turns out great :)

We are thankful for your friendship and care.

Dommy and sometimes the cow.
Thank you all for the birthday wishes. I am grinning like an idiot now. I am not 50 yet.. but gonna get there soon one day. Sorry for lying but women always lie about their age right? You all have been very kind with your comments and telling me that running away is okay. Sometimes we all need to get away for a while if we could. Its always refreshing and its good for the soul. Just remember to come back to the loved ones and the furries.

People like me get to run away more because i am not attached to a pole ^.^ I got a bunch of very close friends. We go wayyyyy back. The kind of friends that you can talk about fart and poos. *LOL* The ones that you can pick off from where you left off even if its been years.

I've know them for more than 20 years. Some of them are attached with families while some of us are still hanging single. Sometimes we travel in a pack like wolves. It all depends on who's available and who's free at that moment in time.

I have travelled with a lot of different people to different places. Sometimes i love to go solo as not everyone likes to travel with a crazy photographer who takes pics of all the doors and windows along the way :)

I am still kinda looking for a lonely planet traveller who will go places with me. One who is not afraid of the rough road ahead. One who does not mind roughing it out at the backpackers inn. And one who will love to photograph doors and windows just like my crazy head.

On this trip to Malacca, we stayed at a hoity toity place as it was my day and we decided to go hoity toity as it was the 11-11-11. The next time this date comes around again, it will be a hundred years. I don't think i will still be around in a hundred years. We want to remember when we are old and crinkly that we had hoity toity before :) We are sometimes a bit impulsive. It was supposed to be a party of three of us but one of my friends could not get off work.

The Majestic Hotel is an old mansion which was built in the 1920s. Having retained its old facade, it is quite a stunning building. Every corner is a breathtaking sight. The walls holds many secrets i am sure. I went a little crazy with the camera here. Stepping into this building is like taking a step back in time.

Before we booked into this hotel, we were afraid that there might be spooky spooks to greet us at night as it is an old building. No spooky spooks came by that night :)

This is The Library in the old mansion. Tea is served here. This lady in the pink kebaya was just going about doing her work of setting up the tables for tea.

Some of the corners at the lobby has this glass jars. The glass jars hold some light snacks. It was a nice touch.

The hotel overlooks a village called Kampung Morten. A traditional village with kampung houses in old Malacca architectural style. I've been to Malacca many many times but i have never stumbled here before.

This is a living museum called Villa Sentosa here in the village. A very friendly old man manages the place. He'll answer all your questions with a big big smile on his face.

There are some homestays here and the next time we come again to Malacca, we will be checking out the homestays for a different experience.

We will show you where we met some pretty juicy interesting men in our next post :)

I think i have been quite lucky all my life. My family loves me. I get to do what i want most of the time and i got a job which i love. I get to run away sometimes. I only get nagged once in a while. But don't mind the old folks. They might be long windy winded but they nagged because the love you. I even know how to switch off my ears if the nagging gets too long. I have trained my ears to be like the radio switches :)
Sometimes i run away. I know i am really too old to be running away but sometimes i still do it :) I am a free soul.

I ran away from home last Friday and spend the whole weekend walking around and round and taking pictures. Taking pictures always make me happy. The need to get out and about and to see things is one of the reasons why my life is such and the reason why i am still without another half by my side. I have not really searched for my other half through mountains and valleys and the great seas and i still have not found him yet. Ahh... oh woe is me. I might just end up old and crinkly with no one to hold my hands :(

After leaving some instructions on the white board for my dad to feed Dom his food and medicine, i told my Curly i am taking off. He tried to fit into my backpack but lately... he's kinda on the heavy side. He couldn't even fit one of his feet into my backpack. *LOL* I think i might just have to put him on a vegetarian diet soon.

Dommy: Who you calling FAT? I am just big boned you know. And its just all furry furs.

Dad sent me off in the morning to the railway station and he even packed my favourite egg tarts for me to eat just in case i got hungry on the way. What can i say... i am still daddy's little girl :D

These eggtarts are yummy fellas. My all time favourite... and you kind of have to queue to buy them. I guess my dad loves me quite a lot. Yes yes... i am gloating.

Since it was also my 50th birthday (i think its my 50th or was it 60th cos i stop counting after my 30th), my dad went to the bakery early in the morning and got me a white chocolate cake :) The bakery was just opening and they didn't have anyone to write my name on the cake.

My dad came home with the cake and insisted to put a letter N to spell my name. So he took out some red paper and tried to cut the letter N real fast as i have a train to catch in an hour's time. He cut a few times and finally got the letter N.

My beautiful cake. It was more beautiful with the letter N.

I said goodbye to my Curly... grabbed my bag and my dad sent me off to the railway station. I bet Dom was howling for quite a while after i left. He always howls sadly when i leave him. I didn't know about this until my sister told me about it. I went out for a while and left him in the house with my sister once. He just howled and howled. My sister was so scared and thought he was in pain. That was when we found out he howled when i am not with him.

I always choose to leave the ones that love me the most. But i always come back. I choose to run away on this birthday because i always run away from situations and things. I don't fight with anyone. I just walk away. I don't fight for what i want, because i believe that if it was mine to begin with, it will be with me in the end.

My journey on the train ended up in Kuala Lumpur. My friend picked me up and we went by car to another city. The historical city called Malacca.

I dragged.. practically dragged and forced one of my best buddies to take the day off work on Friday and spend the day with me :) She loves to be photographed and i love to photograph things and furries mostly. Don't tell her that. *LOL* I love to photograph doors, windows and buildings and she loves to have her photos taken.

She is one of my best buddies because she will always drop what she is doing and make time for friends like us. Even if we end up old and crinkly without a hand to hold one day, i know i will still have hands of family and friends to hold. It will be not quite the same but it will be okay. All you ever need is just a few good friends and family and a furry or two or three.. or maybe a lot of furries.

I believe some of us are always looking and looking for the other half to make us complete. I sure hope my other half is not sipping Tequila Sunrise in Timbaktu. It is a long way to Timbaktu :) I don't know if i know how to get there.

I am actually quite happy last weekend... my dad made my birthday most memorable. I am touched by his actions. Even though i am still getting nagged and nagged and nagged daily even though i am in my 50s now... i guess in his heart, i will always be his little girl.

We started snoozing from last friday. We carried on till Saturday and Sunday and then Monday. Monday was a public holiday here in Malaysia as it was the Eid al-Adha. So we continued snoozing till late Monday afternoon. That was when Grandpa came home.

We sent grandpa off to Kuala Lumpur last Friday on the electric train. It takes about 2 hours to get to Kuala Lumpur. This trains do not allow pets to be on board. It would be quite nice if i can ride in one of these. All the trains and public transport in our country do not allow pets.

First my cow started vegetating in front of the television. She always watches a lot of tv when grandpa is not around. I watch some tv with her and decided to snooze a bit.




When she got bored with all the tv time, we went out in the car to a new place for walkies. She has brought me here before on my birthday last year.

Its very nice to walk here as there are new scents and not so much mails. The air is very fresh here too.

There's a mining pool beside me in this picture. In our hometown, certain areas are still with mining pools as Ipoh used to be a booming mining town many many cow years ago. It is a town built on tin as fortunes were made during the boom.

I saw this banana tree by the mining pool. If you looked closely, you will see the banana tree flower. The banana leaves are very useful and in some restaurants in town, we still eat rice off the banana leaves. The banana leaves are used as a plate substitute. The fragrant smell from the banana leaves makes you wanna eat mountains of rice with gravy. I know my cow usually eats mountains of rice. She looks like a pot of rice.


Walkies usually brings a smile to my face. Can you see my set of wonderful teeth ^.^


Do you see the hills in the distant? Our town is in a valley and we are surrounded by limestone hills all around. Its like surround sound system :) A lot of the town folks do go up and down for walkies up the hills. My cow is too lazy and she does not have the stamina for it. She is just lazy actually and she loves her rice.

Ops! Where's this place. Are we going to the V-E-T again. Gosh! She always trick me.



I can't read chinese characters and she can't too. I wonder what these means.

Ride & Shine! I wonder what they do in Ride & Shine.

HALPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP! Get me outta here. There's all these soap outside and we have strangers wiping the mirrors. They stare and smile at me. I show them all the teeth that i have left and BARK at them. I got to protect my cow. They move slowly away but they still smile and wave at me. I am no friend to anyone who pours soap on my ride.

We left the Ride & Shine place and we ended up next door which is McDs. We got a bag of Chicken McBites and a hugeeeeeeeeeee Big Mac. She shared some of the Big Mac with me and i love the McBites.

We continued to vegetate in front of them tvs and ate OUR McDs when we got home. It was a good quiet loooooooooooong weekend. I am glad grandpa finally came home on Monday. Else my cow will just be a lazy ole cow and continue to watch tv all day and night.

We are still sleeping in Boy's room till my Jaiboo comes back in December. We are counting the days till this smaller Boy comes back home to play with me. I am sure we will be great friends.

Its been raining quite a lot lately in the evenings. Sometimes i get to go for walkies, sometimes not. I've discussed this with my cow and we have rescheduled our walks for 4.30pm. We look like a weird pair to go walkies in the afternoon but walkies are important as i have urmm.. gain some weight and back to my robust round self. She almost toppled over when she carried me to the bathroom to give me a bath last Saturday. *BOL* She is such a weakling.

I think she's gonna sneak off somewhere with her camera tomorrow. She is treating me extra nice today. I wonder why she is not taking me along.

If you don't hear from us it means our cow is not around. I'll try to get grandpa to help me to blog and visit all of yous but i don't think he like to do that. He loves to sing and listen to oldies only.




I'll be back soon. Meantime, i'll just have to stay close to grandpa and hope he does not forget about me and leave me in the garden. He will remember to feed me i am sure... cos he always share all his meals with me. I am just worried that grandpa might just forget that i am outside chasing cats in the garden. Sometimes he forgets. I might end up sleeping with all the cats in the garden for the night. 

Maybe i can sneak into her backpack and she can take me along.

oh woe is me...

woofs n licks,