2012年2月12日 星期日
2012年1月4日 星期三
2011年11月10日 星期四
慶祝Pancake好番哂的On Dog Dog Cafe 午餐
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| 媽媽與寶寶一同陪Pancake睇醫生 |
由Pancake本年二月突然不能行走後，到呂大安醫生進行緊急手術，都多月來的康復，上週到太平道獸醫診所，很開心聽到呂醫生說，無需再覆診了，真是非常放心和開心！
離開診所後，需要吃午飯，為了與Pancake慶祝一下，選擇了附近梭亞道的樓上On Dog Dog Cafe。相比起銅鑼灣的狗狗cafe，這間簡陋些，但不失親切。
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| 寶寶：好開心同Pancake一齊食飯！ Pancake：請你溫柔D呀！ |
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| 我喜歡這道手繪牆，完全one of a kind |
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| On Dog Dog的PR Husky狗狗 |
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| 人吃的肉醬意粉，有點燶！ |
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| Pancake同 Husky 傾下計先 |
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| 另一位顧客帶著北京狗，很乖呢 |
2011年11月9日 星期三
生產後如何處理狗狗？
與快將生BB的友人飯聚，友人是愛狗之人，婚後家中養有四隻狗狗，近年來更增至五隻。問及我寶寶出世後與狗狗相處的安排如何？
養狗之人又養BB，一般都受到很大壓力，身邊會有很多「好心人」勸說，為寶寶好，不要再養寵物。我最怕見到的，就是因為寶寶的出世，而令狗狗失去家園的情況。
曾經閱讀不同的育兒書，當中不約而同都帶出一個的概念：寶寶來到父母的世界，要教導寶寶適應父母的世界；而非完全以寶寶為世界的中心，把所有生活上所有東西都改變，來適應寶寶的存在。
我很認同這個講法。試想想，一個從小環境都順應他的需要而安排和改變，長大後會有抗逆力嗎？能夠不變成港孩嗎？其中一樣的，就是寶寶和狗狗都要嘗試適應大家，而非把狗狗丟棄，一了百了。
我給友人的建議是，儘量對待狗狗與生產前一樣。除非有危險，不要鎖起或隔開狗狗。每天花幾分鐘去與狗狗傾談，撫摸他們，當對寶寶安靜乖巧時，獎勵一些狗零食。狗狗知道自己仍然有地位，主人仍然愛他，一般不會與寶寶為敵。當然，家長督導下才讓寶寶和狗狗一起，是最重要的原則。
當中一些小麻煩，可能很難避免。例如狗狗可能會吠吵醒寶寶。又或是地下有狗毛，令爸媽不放心把寶寶放在地下爬。又或是狗狗太興奮或太喜歡，常「親吻」寶寶。又或是把寶寶的玩具據為己有。
如果你愛你的狗狗，或視狗狗為家庭成員，這些都是小問題，可以解決的！
養狗之人又養BB，一般都受到很大壓力，身邊會有很多「好心人」勸說，為寶寶好，不要再養寵物。我最怕見到的，就是因為寶寶的出世，而令狗狗失去家園的情況。
曾經閱讀不同的育兒書，當中不約而同都帶出一個的概念：寶寶來到父母的世界，要教導寶寶適應父母的世界；而非完全以寶寶為世界的中心，把所有生活上所有東西都改變，來適應寶寶的存在。
我很認同這個講法。試想想，一個從小環境都順應他的需要而安排和改變，長大後會有抗逆力嗎？能夠不變成港孩嗎？其中一樣的，就是寶寶和狗狗都要嘗試適應大家，而非把狗狗丟棄，一了百了。
我給友人的建議是，儘量對待狗狗與生產前一樣。除非有危險，不要鎖起或隔開狗狗。每天花幾分鐘去與狗狗傾談，撫摸他們，當對寶寶安靜乖巧時，獎勵一些狗零食。狗狗知道自己仍然有地位，主人仍然愛他，一般不會與寶寶為敵。當然，家長督導下才讓寶寶和狗狗一起，是最重要的原則。
當中一些小麻煩，可能很難避免。例如狗狗可能會吠吵醒寶寶。又或是地下有狗毛，令爸媽不放心把寶寶放在地下爬。又或是狗狗太興奮或太喜歡，常「親吻」寶寶。又或是把寶寶的玩具據為己有。
如果你愛你的狗狗，或視狗狗為家庭成員，這些都是小問題，可以解決的！
2011年10月10日 星期一
一隻狗的遺囑
有朋友的狗因病離世，我明白，那種傷痛真是難以形容。唯有在狗狗在生時，付出了愛和責任，有一天狗狗離去，即使傷痛，卻是無憾。以下是著名作家Eugene O’Neill家中狗狗離世時，寫給愛妻撫慰傷痛的一封信。
一隻狗的遺囑
文: 尤金.歐尼爾
譯: 莊靜君
我，席爾維丹«安伯倫«歐尼爾（家人、朋友和熟識我的人，都叫我伯萊明），衰老之於我的負擔，以及沈重地壓迫著我的病痛，讓我深刻地體認到自己已到了生命的盡頭，所以特此在主人的心裡，埋葬我最後的情感和遺囑。直到我死了之後，他才會知道這就埋藏在他心裡的某個角落。他在孤寂時想起我的那一刻，會突然體會到這份遺囑的內容，我盼望他能將此銘記在心，當作對我的紀念。
我可以留下的實質東西少得可憐。其實狗比人還聰明，牠們不會為了收藏雜七雜八的東西，設個大倉庫。也不會浪費時間儲存財務。更不會因為擔心如何保存既有的東西、如何得到沒有的東西，因而毁了自已的睡眠。
我沒有什麼值錢的東西可以留給他人，除了我的愛和信賴。我將這些留給所有愛過我的人，尤其是我的男主人和女主人，我知道他們會為我的離去獻上最深的哀悼。
期盼我的男主人和女主人能將我牢記在心，但不要為我哀傷太久。在我的有生之年裡，曾極盡所能地安撫他們悲傷的時光，只為了在他們的幸福裡增添喜悅。但一想到我的死會帶給他們的悲傷，便讓我痛苦不已。
讓他們記得，沒有任何的狗曾有過像我如此快樂的生活（這全都得歸功於他們對我的愛和照顧），如今我已經老得又瞎又聾又瘸，連我靈敏的嗅覺也已喪失殆盡，才會讓兔子得以在我鼻子底下恣意走動，我卻渾然不覺，我的尊嚴儼然消失在病痛和迷失方向的恥辱中，生命似乎在嘲弄我的到來。該是道別的時刻了，在我病到成了自己以及所有愛我的人的負擔之前。
我悲傷來自於即將離開所愛的人，而非死亡。狗不像人一樣懼怕死亡。我們接受死亡為生命的一部份，並非那些會毁掉生命的靈異或是可怕的東西。死亡之後會是什麼，誰會知道？
寧願相信那裡有個天堂。在那裡每個人都永遠年輕，吃得飽飽的。
那裡整天都有精彩和好玩的事情發生。每個快樂的時光都是享受美食的時刻。
每個漫長的夜晚，都有無數的壁爐，永無止盡地在那兒燃燒柴火，木柴一根根捲曲起來，閃爍著火焰的光芒，我們打著盹，進入夢鄉，憶起我們在人世間的舊日英勇時光，以及對男主人和女主人的愛。
要預期死亡這等事，即使是對我這樣的狗來說，恐怕都太難了。但安詳，至少是一定有的。給予疲倦殘老的心、頭和四肢和長久的休憩之所，讓我在人世間得以長眠。我愛已足夠，或許，這終是我最好的歸所。
我最後一個誠摯的要求。我曾聽到女主人說：「伯萊明死後，我再也不要養別狗了。我是這麼愛牠，再也不可能愛別的狗了。」
如今我要懇求她，再養一隻狗，將我的愛給牠。永不飼養其他的狗，將是對我的回憶最淺薄的貢獻。
我希望感受到的是，這個家庭一旦有了我之後，便無法過著沒有狗的生活。
我絕不是那種心胸狹窄、善妒的狗。我總是抱持著大部份的狗都是好的這樣想法。
我的接班人很難像我在壯年時，有那麼強的繁殖能力、那麼好的禮貌、那般的傑出和帥氣。我的男主人和女主人千萬別強求牠無法辦到的事。
但牠會盡全力做到最好，一定會的。而牠那些無法避免的缺陷，老會讓人把牠拿來和我做比較，反倒有助於他們對我的回憶常保如新。
我把我的頸圈、皮帶、外套和雨衣遺留給牠。過往大家總會帶著讚嘆的眼光看著我穿戴這些東西，雖然牠穿戴起來絕對無法像我那般帥氣出眾，但我深信牠一定會竭盡所能地不要表現得僅像個笨拙、沒見過世面的狗。
在這個牧場上，牠也許會在某些方面，證明自己是值得和我相媲美。我想，在長逐長耳大野兔這件事上，牠一定會表現得比我最後這幾年來得好。為了彌補牠全部的缺點，我特此希望牠在我的老家過得幸福快樂。
親愛的男主人和女主人，是我道別的最後一個請要求。
不論在甚麼時候，你們到我的墳前來看我時，請因著我長久、快樂的一生與你們相伴的回憶，以滿懷哀傷和滿心喜樂的口吻跟你們自己說：「這裡埋葬著愛著我們和我們所愛的朋友。」
不管我睡得多沈，依舊能聽到你們的呼喚，所有的死神都無力阻止我，興奮快活地對你們搖擺尾巴的心意。
一隻狗的遺囑
文: 尤金.歐尼爾
譯: 莊靜君
我，席爾維丹«安伯倫«歐尼爾（家人、朋友和熟識我的人，都叫我伯萊明），衰老之於我的負擔，以及沈重地壓迫著我的病痛，讓我深刻地體認到自己已到了生命的盡頭，所以特此在主人的心裡，埋葬我最後的情感和遺囑。直到我死了之後，他才會知道這就埋藏在他心裡的某個角落。他在孤寂時想起我的那一刻，會突然體會到這份遺囑的內容，我盼望他能將此銘記在心，當作對我的紀念。
我可以留下的實質東西少得可憐。其實狗比人還聰明，牠們不會為了收藏雜七雜八的東西，設個大倉庫。也不會浪費時間儲存財務。更不會因為擔心如何保存既有的東西、如何得到沒有的東西，因而毁了自已的睡眠。
我沒有什麼值錢的東西可以留給他人，除了我的愛和信賴。我將這些留給所有愛過我的人，尤其是我的男主人和女主人，我知道他們會為我的離去獻上最深的哀悼。
期盼我的男主人和女主人能將我牢記在心，但不要為我哀傷太久。在我的有生之年裡，曾極盡所能地安撫他們悲傷的時光，只為了在他們的幸福裡增添喜悅。但一想到我的死會帶給他們的悲傷，便讓我痛苦不已。
讓他們記得，沒有任何的狗曾有過像我如此快樂的生活（這全都得歸功於他們對我的愛和照顧），如今我已經老得又瞎又聾又瘸，連我靈敏的嗅覺也已喪失殆盡，才會讓兔子得以在我鼻子底下恣意走動，我卻渾然不覺，我的尊嚴儼然消失在病痛和迷失方向的恥辱中，生命似乎在嘲弄我的到來。該是道別的時刻了，在我病到成了自己以及所有愛我的人的負擔之前。
我悲傷來自於即將離開所愛的人，而非死亡。狗不像人一樣懼怕死亡。我們接受死亡為生命的一部份，並非那些會毁掉生命的靈異或是可怕的東西。死亡之後會是什麼，誰會知道？
寧願相信那裡有個天堂。在那裡每個人都永遠年輕，吃得飽飽的。
那裡整天都有精彩和好玩的事情發生。每個快樂的時光都是享受美食的時刻。
每個漫長的夜晚，都有無數的壁爐，永無止盡地在那兒燃燒柴火，木柴一根根捲曲起來，閃爍著火焰的光芒，我們打著盹，進入夢鄉，憶起我們在人世間的舊日英勇時光，以及對男主人和女主人的愛。
要預期死亡這等事，即使是對我這樣的狗來說，恐怕都太難了。但安詳，至少是一定有的。給予疲倦殘老的心、頭和四肢和長久的休憩之所，讓我在人世間得以長眠。我愛已足夠，或許，這終是我最好的歸所。
我最後一個誠摯的要求。我曾聽到女主人說：「伯萊明死後，我再也不要養別狗了。我是這麼愛牠，再也不可能愛別的狗了。」
如今我要懇求她，再養一隻狗，將我的愛給牠。永不飼養其他的狗，將是對我的回憶最淺薄的貢獻。
我希望感受到的是，這個家庭一旦有了我之後，便無法過著沒有狗的生活。
我絕不是那種心胸狹窄、善妒的狗。我總是抱持著大部份的狗都是好的這樣想法。
我的接班人很難像我在壯年時，有那麼強的繁殖能力、那麼好的禮貌、那般的傑出和帥氣。我的男主人和女主人千萬別強求牠無法辦到的事。
但牠會盡全力做到最好，一定會的。而牠那些無法避免的缺陷，老會讓人把牠拿來和我做比較，反倒有助於他們對我的回憶常保如新。
我把我的頸圈、皮帶、外套和雨衣遺留給牠。過往大家總會帶著讚嘆的眼光看著我穿戴這些東西，雖然牠穿戴起來絕對無法像我那般帥氣出眾，但我深信牠一定會竭盡所能地不要表現得僅像個笨拙、沒見過世面的狗。
在這個牧場上，牠也許會在某些方面，證明自己是值得和我相媲美。我想，在長逐長耳大野兔這件事上，牠一定會表現得比我最後這幾年來得好。為了彌補牠全部的缺點，我特此希望牠在我的老家過得幸福快樂。
親愛的男主人和女主人，是我道別的最後一個請要求。
不論在甚麼時候，你們到我的墳前來看我時，請因著我長久、快樂的一生與你們相伴的回憶，以滿懷哀傷和滿心喜樂的口吻跟你們自己說：「這裡埋葬著愛著我們和我們所愛的朋友。」
不管我睡得多沈，依舊能聽到你們的呼喚，所有的死神都無力阻止我，興奮快活地對你們搖擺尾巴的心意。
Last Will and Testament of An Extremely Distinguished Dog
I, Silverdene Emblem O'Neill (familiarly known to my family,
friends and acquaintances as Blemie), because the
burden of my years is heavy upon me, and I realize the end of my
life is near, do hereby bury my last will and
testament in the mind of my Master. He will not know it is there
until I am dead. Then, remembering me in his
loneliness, he will suddenly know of this testament, and I ask
him then to inscribe it as a memorial to me.
I have little in the way of material things to leave. Dogs are
wiser than men. They do not set great store upon
things. They do not waste their time hoarding property. They do
not ruin their sleep worrying about objects they
have, and to obtain the objects they have not. There is nothing
of value I have to bequeath except my love and
my faith. These I leave to those who have loved me, to my Master
and Mistress, who I know will mourn me most,
to Freeman who has been so good to me, to Cyn and Roy and Willie
and Naomi and - but if I should list all those
who have loved me it would force my Master to write a book.
Perhaps it is in vain of me to boast when I am so
near death, which returns all beasts and vanities to dust, but I
have always been an extremely lovable dog.
I ask my Master and Mistress to remember me always, but not to
grieve for me too long. In my life I have tried to
be a comfort to them in time of sorrow, and a reason for added
joy in their happiness. It is painful for me to think
that even in death I should cause them pain. Let them remember
that while no dog has ever had a happier life (and
this I owe to their love and care for me), now that I have grown
blind and deaf and lame, and even my sense of
smell fails me so that a rabbit could be right under my nose and
I might not know, my pride has sunk to a sick,
bewildered humiliation. I feel life is taunting me with having
over lingered my welcome. It is time I said good-by,
before I become too sick a burden on myself and on those who love
me.
friends and acquaintances as Blemie), because the
burden of my years is heavy upon me, and I realize the end of my
life is near, do hereby bury my last will and
testament in the mind of my Master. He will not know it is there
until I am dead. Then, remembering me in his
loneliness, he will suddenly know of this testament, and I ask
him then to inscribe it as a memorial to me.
I have little in the way of material things to leave. Dogs are
wiser than men. They do not set great store upon
things. They do not waste their time hoarding property. They do
not ruin their sleep worrying about objects they
have, and to obtain the objects they have not. There is nothing
of value I have to bequeath except my love and
my faith. These I leave to those who have loved me, to my Master
and Mistress, who I know will mourn me most,
to Freeman who has been so good to me, to Cyn and Roy and Willie
and Naomi and - but if I should list all those
who have loved me it would force my Master to write a book.
Perhaps it is in vain of me to boast when I am so
near death, which returns all beasts and vanities to dust, but I
have always been an extremely lovable dog.
I ask my Master and Mistress to remember me always, but not to
grieve for me too long. In my life I have tried to
be a comfort to them in time of sorrow, and a reason for added
joy in their happiness. It is painful for me to think
that even in death I should cause them pain. Let them remember
that while no dog has ever had a happier life (and
this I owe to their love and care for me), now that I have grown
blind and deaf and lame, and even my sense of
smell fails me so that a rabbit could be right under my nose and
I might not know, my pride has sunk to a sick,
bewildered humiliation. I feel life is taunting me with having
over lingered my welcome. It is time I said good-by,
before I become too sick a burden on myself and on those who love
me.
It will be sorrow to leave them, but not a
sorrow to die. Dogs do not fear death as men do. We accept it as
part of life, not as something alien and terrible
which destroys life. What may come after death, who knows? I
would like to believe with those of my fellow
Dalmatians who are devout Mohammedans, that there is a Paradise
where one is always young and
full-bladdered; here all the day one dillies and dallies with an
amorous multitude of houris, beautifully spotted;
where jack-rabbits that run fast but not too fast (like the
houris) are as the sands of the desert; where each blissful
hour is mealtime; where in long evenings there are a million
fireplaces with logs forever burning and one curls
oneself up and blinks into the flames and nods and dreams,
remembering the old brave days on earth, and the
love of one's Master and Mistress.
I am afraid this is too much for even such a dog as I am to
expect. But peace, at least, is certain. Peace and long
rest for weary old heart and head and limbs, and eternal sleeps
in the earth I have loved so well. Perhaps, after all,
this is best.
One last request I earnestly make. I have heard my Mistress say,
'When Blemie dies we must never have another
dog. I love him so much I could never love another one.' Now I
would ask her, for love of me, to have another. It
would be a poor tribute to my memory never to have a dog again.
What I would like to feel is that, having once
had me in the family, now she cannot live without a dog! I have
never had a narrow jealous spirit. I have always
held that most dogs are good (and one cat, the black one I have
permitted to share the living-room rug during the
evenings, whose affection I have tolerated in a kindly spirit,
and in rare sentimental moods, even reciprocated a
trifle). Some dogs, of course, are better than others.
Dalmatians, naturally, as everyone knows, are best.
So I suggest a Dalmatian as my successor. He can hardly be as
well bred, or as well mannered or as distinguished
and handsome as I was in my prime. My Master and Mistress must
not ask the impossible. But he will do his
best, I am sure, and even his inevitable defects will help by
comparison to keep my memory green. To him I
bequeath my collar and leash and my overcoat and raincoat, made
to order in 1929 at Hermes in Paris. He can
never wear them with the distinction I did, walking around the
Place Vendome, or later along Park Avenue, all
eyes fixed on me in admiration; but again I am sure he will do
his utmost not to appear a mere gauche provincial
dog. Here on the ranch, he may prove himself quite worthy of
comparison, in some respects. He will, I presume,
come closer to jackrabbits than I have been able to in recent
years. And, for all his faults, I hereby wish him the
happiness I know will be his in my old home.
One last word of farewell, Dear Master and Mistress. Whenever you
visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret
but also with happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my
long happy life with you: 'here lies one who
loved us and whom we loved.' No matter how deep my sleep I shall
hear you, and not all the power of death can
keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail.
sorrow to die. Dogs do not fear death as men do. We accept it as
part of life, not as something alien and terrible
which destroys life. What may come after death, who knows? I
would like to believe with those of my fellow
Dalmatians who are devout Mohammedans, that there is a Paradise
where one is always young and
full-bladdered; here all the day one dillies and dallies with an
amorous multitude of houris, beautifully spotted;
where jack-rabbits that run fast but not too fast (like the
houris) are as the sands of the desert; where each blissful
hour is mealtime; where in long evenings there are a million
fireplaces with logs forever burning and one curls
oneself up and blinks into the flames and nods and dreams,
remembering the old brave days on earth, and the
love of one's Master and Mistress.
I am afraid this is too much for even such a dog as I am to
expect. But peace, at least, is certain. Peace and long
rest for weary old heart and head and limbs, and eternal sleeps
in the earth I have loved so well. Perhaps, after all,
this is best.
One last request I earnestly make. I have heard my Mistress say,
'When Blemie dies we must never have another
dog. I love him so much I could never love another one.' Now I
would ask her, for love of me, to have another. It
would be a poor tribute to my memory never to have a dog again.
What I would like to feel is that, having once
had me in the family, now she cannot live without a dog! I have
never had a narrow jealous spirit. I have always
held that most dogs are good (and one cat, the black one I have
permitted to share the living-room rug during the
evenings, whose affection I have tolerated in a kindly spirit,
and in rare sentimental moods, even reciprocated a
trifle). Some dogs, of course, are better than others.
Dalmatians, naturally, as everyone knows, are best.
So I suggest a Dalmatian as my successor. He can hardly be as
well bred, or as well mannered or as distinguished
and handsome as I was in my prime. My Master and Mistress must
not ask the impossible. But he will do his
best, I am sure, and even his inevitable defects will help by
comparison to keep my memory green. To him I
bequeath my collar and leash and my overcoat and raincoat, made
to order in 1929 at Hermes in Paris. He can
never wear them with the distinction I did, walking around the
Place Vendome, or later along Park Avenue, all
eyes fixed on me in admiration; but again I am sure he will do
his utmost not to appear a mere gauche provincial
dog. Here on the ranch, he may prove himself quite worthy of
comparison, in some respects. He will, I presume,
come closer to jackrabbits than I have been able to in recent
years. And, for all his faults, I hereby wish him the
happiness I know will be his in my old home.
One last word of farewell, Dear Master and Mistress. Whenever you
visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret
but also with happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my
long happy life with you: 'here lies one who
loved us and whom we loved.' No matter how deep my sleep I shall
hear you, and not all the power of death can
keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail.
2011年9月9日 星期五
養狗有助訓練寶寶有愛心
寶寶與狗狗Pancake很老友，日常會一起玩耍。最喜歡玩拖鞋，把家中各人的拖鞋交給狗狗！
從寶寶第一次觸摸Pancake開始，我會教她輕力點，否則狗狗會痛的；工人姐姐也教她要"gentle"。很欣慰，寶寶開始時拍狗很大力﹝因年齡太小未懂得控制力度﹞，Pancake總會害怕逃走；隨著她開始懂得掌握力度，她輕力了許多，總是輕力拍拍狗的頭、身體，甚至拉狗狗尾巴，Pancake總會坐定定，讓她摸摸，漸漸看到她們發展了友誼，很sweet呢！
2011年8月19日 星期五
2011年7月4日 星期一
2011年7月2日 星期六
2011年6月15日 星期三
2011年5月28日 星期六
2011年5月13日 星期五
2011年4月21日 星期四
家中珀林圍牆正式倒下
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| 家中圍牆倒下了！ |
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| Pancake: 我又過來坐！ |
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| 恩賢：隨便坐呀！ |
隔一會，狗哥哥Popeye覺得又要參與，便走過來坐在旁玩他的狗玩具；恩賢見到Popeye一起，開始歡樂地卡卡笑起來。做媽媽的，見寶寶又拆牆又卡卡笑，狗狗又喜歡跟寶寶在一起，亦無謂阻撓，開開心心地拍張照，慶祝圍牆倒下！
2011年4月15日 星期五
吵吵鬧鬧狗兄妹的胎教
以下的片段是在我懷孕時拍攝，家中兩小狗常常吵吵鬧鬧﹝幸好多是動口不動手﹞，可能寶寶在肚裡已經聽慣這種噪音，寶寶由出世起不怕吵，對狗吠聲沒有甚麼反應，就是在她睡覺時在她旁邊打麻雀也可以，這可能是胎教的成效！
2011年4月10日 星期日
BB陪狗狗覆診記
以下情境只限於寶寶對著一隻脾氣好的小狗：
今天帶寶寶一同去Pancake覆診，呂大安醫生說她的復原情況不錯，是1.5級，比一個月前的2級有進步。期間發生了小插曲，醫生叫我們行出房外，希望Pancake跟隨，讓醫生看看她走路的情況。我走出房外，但Pancake沒有跟隨我，我叫P爸出房，Pancake也沒有跟出房外，醫生提醒，可能Pancake會跟著BB，我們把嬰兒車推出房外，Pancake便立刻跟著走。不知道將來恩賢再大一點會步行時，Pancake是否真的跟著寶寶走呢？
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| 等見醫生，兩個都悶悶地 |
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| 恩賢：有咩玩呀，你好似幾好玩噃！ Pancake：你想點呀？ |
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| P爸：摸Pancake係咁摸嘅！唔好扯呀！ |
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| 恩賢：我又要摸！ |
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| Pancake：溫柔d呀！ |
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| 恩賢：我細細力摸！ Pancake：算你啦！ |
2011年4月5日 星期二
P Family外遊記
帶BB出街是大工程，做父母的都會很明白；帶著BB加上兩隻狗，簡直就是盛會，除了我和老公以外，需要有多一個人才可應付，因為Popeye見狗會狂吠並衝前拼命，但Pancake亦是衝上去，但是纏住狗狗狂玩，兩狗反應南轅北轍，因此無三個大人，P family所有成員不能一同出街。
今天，難得假期風和日麗，我們帶兩狗一B外遊 - 所謂外遊都只是屋苑樓下散步而已，但有恩賢姑姐幫手放狗，如此陣容，當然要馬上拍照留念！
今天，難得假期風和日麗，我們帶兩狗一B外遊 - 所謂外遊都只是屋苑樓下散步而已，但有恩賢姑姐幫手放狗，如此陣容，當然要馬上拍照留念！
P Family中的三小P
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| Popeye and Pancake |
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| Popeye性格有點古怪，但絕對是忠心小狗 |
到兩年前我們養多一隻北京狗女，就自然順應P字改名，不知怎的，想的全是和食物有關，如Pumpkin，Pizza等，但以狗名來說，始終發音響亮較佳，好友H建議Pancake吧，這可愛的名字，又甚配Pancake本身頑皮性格。
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| 頑皮Pancake常常搗蛋 |
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| 六個月大的恩賢Prudence |
2011年4月2日 星期六
2011年3月30日 星期三
Pancake又出街啦
Pancake腰椎出事做手術後已經一個月多了，康復進展良好，後腳可以支撐來走路，不用「拖」著後腳爬行，有時候甚至跑呢！但她尚未夠耐力走路，很多時候會跑幾步，又坐一會。體能稍為改善後，她的頑皮本色又重現，包括挑戰狗哥哥Popeye，希望一同玩。
最近，我們帶Popeye出街後，回到家中，Pancake不停吠Popeye，並追著牠來抗議，明顯是抗議哥哥可以出街，自己無份。因此，爸爸媽媽決定今天週末帶Pancake出街。
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受傷後第一次出街，最多行15分鐘啦！ |
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| 後腳可支撐下半身一會 |
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| 好疲累，要認真喺張相化抖下 |
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