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Stomped - Tuesday, September 3, 2013 @ 8:12 AM
I think the unimaginable.
My new FB canine befrienders suggested it.
Yes, they have been STOMPED.

Stanley sorely misses `sisters' Sprite & Spunky.
3 Sep 2013


They had gone missing overnight on 24/8, Saturday along Flower Road (Kovan area) while the owner was overseas. Both Jack Russell Terriers were adopted and are extremely friendly with people.


A Spunky lookalike (above) was spotted around Lentor Loop off Yio Chu Kang in the middle of the following week. It is possible that the slimmer feisty explorer had separated from her doting and more dominant sister, Sprite, might have reached that area by now.


The older Sprite sometimes suffers from periodic fits which will safely run its course on its own or when cuddled and the very affectionate Spunky will lick her sister non-stop to assure her that everything will be alright.

 Kindly contact Stanley Ho at 93388547 if you have spotted or taken in any of these lovely girls.



More pics of Sprite & Spunky can be found here:

https://www.facebook.com/stanleyah/media_set?set=a.86742715904.79459.584285904&type=3

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Furry Friend - Monday, September 2, 2013 @ 10:15 AM
A tiny furry body appeared outside my neighbor's fence. From where I was during a commercial break from the Ellen Show, I bolted from my seat to get a better view.

It was a chocolate brown poodle. She paused for a moment, staring past the gate as if anticipating a friend to greet her. Taking a few more steps, she soon arrived at the gate to my residence.

A gentle middle aged lady was at the end of the leesh.  She allowed four paws to pause as long as the latter required infront of my gate.

By this time, I was standing at the threshold of my house and watching the proceedings, hands clutching the Life! section of the morning's papers.  Be still my beating heart.  

The gentle poodle sniffed a little here and there at the gate.  Then it looked up and noticed my presence at a distance.  Our eyes met briefly before she continued to survey the garden.

The owner flashed a smile at me.  I returned her gesture as best as I could.  Perhaps they could sense that something was amiss - some bubbly friends missing from the picture.  Perhaps their morning walk was a little incomplete too.

Soon, the little one trotted along and was on her way.  

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