My Trademark

It's my ears. I've got bat ears. And I love 'em. It's really easy to clean my ears. My owner loves smelling my ears especially when I haven't had a bath in a long time.

I hear extremely well with them. I hear, but it doesn't mean I listen :)

In the beginning..

Here's my story. I'm just a simple street pooch, I was living happily with my bros and sis...we used to be entertained by singing and the sounds of car engines. Not bad for scruffy pups like us, we were living in Sentul West and got our daily serenades from KLPAC. One fine day, after being serenaded by Tan Soo Suan, I saw these 2 girls. Ok, I thought, time to put on my puppy sad eyes and best behaviour. Oh boy, were they enamoured by my sad and expressive eyes! What suckers! One of them, who ended up being my owner, took such great pity on me, she could not help but pick me up. Mmm mmm. It really is nice being held and cuddled in a human's arms. She took me in the car, and I still remember resting my head on her forearm, it felt so wonderful to be loved instead of getting kicked.

She took me to her home..there was another old fogey there at that time, Razor was his name but he's now gone to doggie heaven. She housed me in the laundry area, lined the floor with some cloth to keep me warm, and I was in a deep sleep in no time..