Um, I missed blogging on Friday, didn’t I? To be honest, I’m surprised I only missed one day this month. My excuse is, I thought it was Thursday.

Anyway, on Saturday, we got a new addition to the family, so I suppose I’ve got to change all my Bio details. Yep, we got another brand-new miniature bull terrier. She’s a black brindle and her name is Cookie. But, just to remind you what our original bully looks like, here’s Sausage purloining the chair I sat on for J to take my author photo:

Isn’t she adorable? Cookie? Er, not so much. Cookie is the splicing together of a head of a whippet with the body of a bull terrier. She reminds me of the Mondoshawan aliens from the movie, The Fifth Element. Voici:

You hear about how bull terriers are fierce and vicious? Well any visitor to the house is more likely to meet the fate of being licked to death at this rate. Last night, Cookie fell asleep on J’s chest while we were watching “Rear Window“, part of a 3-for-SG$10 DVD deal J picked up in Singers last week. It was rather adorable. (Cookie falling asleep, not the video deal. That was attractive rather than adorable.)

We feed our pets raw food and the first thing I noticed upon feeding Cookie is that she didn’t know how to grab food with her teeth. She tried to lick all the food into her mouth first. By the next day, she’d got the hang of it and was munching on chicken gizzards with the rest of them. J has also noticed that she doesn’t know what to do with even a rawhide bone. It’s not that she’s that young. She’s five months old. No matter, we’ll get her acting like a real dog soon. Oh, you want to see a picture. How’s this:

The cats have gone on strike and refused to eat since we’ve introduced Cookie to the household. A typical attitude is that shown by Squeak:

I think that says it all, don’t you?