<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078</id><updated>2011-11-29T21:34:23.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Loves = Rabbits+Food+TV+Shopping</title><subtitle type='html'>All animals except man know that the ultimate of life... is to enjoy it. ~ Samuel Butler</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-2308927863382372960</id><published>2009-12-23T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:07:40.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Identity crisis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SzH5-N2nx2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/bX6JMFGd9NM/img_18.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amber: I'm a corgi... Hmmm.. I'm? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-2308927863382372960?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/2308927863382372960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=2308927863382372960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2308927863382372960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2308927863382372960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/12/identity-crisis.html' title='Identity crisis!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SzH5-N2nx2I/AAAAAAAAAqA/bX6JMFGd9NM/s72-c/img_18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-7171502451188562271</id><published>2009-12-15T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:34:15.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs of shanghai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SyeeYZUM3sI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JS145rSQiQE/img_17.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;A police dog standing guard! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-7171502451188562271?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/7171502451188562271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=7171502451188562271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7171502451188562271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7171502451188562271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dogs-of-shanghai_7226.html' title='Dogs of shanghai!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SyeeYZUM3sI/AAAAAAAAAp8/JS145rSQiQE/s72-c/img_17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-2333196434489209254</id><published>2009-12-15T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:18:28.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs of shanghai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SyeasQUDFbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/ZSYEibk-aKE/img_16.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another 2 friends going for a walk in Shanghai! I notice that most dogs are unleashed! How cool is that! They are well-behaved too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-2333196434489209254?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/2333196434489209254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=2333196434489209254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2333196434489209254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2333196434489209254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dogs-of-shanghai_387.html' title='Dogs of shanghai!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SyeasQUDFbI/AAAAAAAAAp0/ZSYEibk-aKE/s72-c/img_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4696436498852105780</id><published>2009-12-15T22:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:16:52.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs of shanghai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SyeaUa-x7lI/AAAAAAAAApw/CZpBxxdaq0M/img_15.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;A handsome dog sitting by the road with a nice sweater! It's really cold in Shanghai! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4696436498852105780?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4696436498852105780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4696436498852105780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4696436498852105780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4696436498852105780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dogs-of-shanghai_4741.html' title='Dogs of shanghai!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SyeaUa-x7lI/AAAAAAAAApw/CZpBxxdaq0M/s72-c/img_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-7573963852730959240</id><published>2009-12-15T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:01:23.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs of shanghai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Syd6jiopSzI/AAAAAAAAAps/4k-y_U4ElY8/img_14.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;This one was with 2 friends but I didn't manage to get a picture of the other 2. He was busy humping another one so his owner told him not to 'hu nao'! Haha.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-7573963852730959240?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/7573963852730959240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=7573963852730959240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7573963852730959240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7573963852730959240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dogs-of-shanghai_15.html' title='Dogs of shanghai!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Syd6jiopSzI/AAAAAAAAAps/4k-y_U4ElY8/s72-c/img_14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-3301903479230032165</id><published>2009-12-15T19:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T19:58:58.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs of shanghai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Syd5-4Mg7xI/AAAAAAAAApo/KlSepgWRXSM/img_13.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cool dog with a nice hair colour! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-3301903479230032165?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/3301903479230032165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=3301903479230032165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3301903479230032165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3301903479230032165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/12/dogs-of-shanghai.html' title='Dogs of shanghai!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Syd5-4Mg7xI/AAAAAAAAApo/KlSepgWRXSM/s72-c/img_13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1972121131579234912</id><published>2009-11-25T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:05:53.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice snooze...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sw1HzVRpdLI/AAAAAAAAApg/UA8ZDCzAAxA/img_12.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Having a nice snooze with her favourite toys... Snoring away by the way... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1972121131579234912?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1972121131579234912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1972121131579234912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1972121131579234912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1972121131579234912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/nice-snooze.html' title='Nice snooze...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sw1HzVRpdLI/AAAAAAAAApg/UA8ZDCzAAxA/s72-c/img_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-7764286771398774924</id><published>2009-11-22T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:29:31.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The delivery advice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwkSiO8ERWI/AAAAAAAAApc/6yYv00QI9mI/img_11.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;The postman came and slipped it under the door. Amber chewed it up till it was like this! The lady at the post office asked me to ask Amber if it was tasty. What do you think? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-7764286771398774924?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/7764286771398774924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=7764286771398774924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7764286771398774924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7764286771398774924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/delivery-advice.html' title='The delivery advice...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwkSiO8ERWI/AAAAAAAAApc/6yYv00QI9mI/s72-c/img_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1091736793412932991</id><published>2009-11-21T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:03:45.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ADRES?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Swa93RdBVsI/AAAAAAAAApY/rrIWwpKD6Jc/img_10.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;ADRES=   all dogs and rabbits exercising simultaneously... ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1091736793412932991?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1091736793412932991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1091736793412932991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1091736793412932991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1091736793412932991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/adres.html' title='ADRES?'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Swa93RdBVsI/AAAAAAAAApY/rrIWwpKD6Jc/s72-c/img_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5942621470071628859</id><published>2009-11-20T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:34:44.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwYOUSoobNI/AAAAAAAAApU/gw2X2gsSxgc/img_9.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nasi Lemak for breakfast after a hectic morning... :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5942621470071628859?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5942621470071628859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5942621470071628859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5942621470071628859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5942621470071628859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/delicious.html' title='Delicious!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwYOUSoobNI/AAAAAAAAApU/gw2X2gsSxgc/s72-c/img_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-2301535579410155985</id><published>2009-11-17T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:29:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber and the furminator 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwKXNrhwV9I/AAAAAAAAApQ/gT5Jj21gQBI/img_8.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amber : Hey! Is that my new toy? Give me that! (she has been trying to snatch it away from me for a long time) Grrrr... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-2301535579410155985?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/2301535579410155985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=2301535579410155985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2301535579410155985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2301535579410155985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/amber-and-furminator-2.html' title='Amber and the furminator 2'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwKXNrhwV9I/AAAAAAAAApQ/gT5Jj21gQBI/s72-c/img_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-7357337504683747207</id><published>2009-11-17T20:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:26:20.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amber and the furminator...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwKWaUSe8mI/AAAAAAAAApM/VzFsr4rwAi0/img_7.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Recently, I just bought a furminator cos Amber was shedding so much since day 1 that I have to mop the floor every other day now as compared to once a week previously. Just look at the amount of fur that short-haired dog has! Shocked :-/ hope the furminator helps... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-7357337504683747207?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/7357337504683747207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=7357337504683747207' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7357337504683747207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7357337504683747207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/amber-and-furminator.html' title='Amber and the furminator...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SwKWaUSe8mI/AAAAAAAAApM/VzFsr4rwAi0/s72-c/img_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8356362814582973158</id><published>2009-11-09T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:32:11.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Become inspired!</title><content type='html'>'There's always a way... When things look like there's no way, there is a way. To do the impossible, to survive the unsurviviable- there's always a way. And you? You and I have something in common. We're inspired. In the face of the impossible, we're inspired... ... ... Today if you become frightened, instead become inspired...' Isaac to Derek in Grey's Anatomy while he was doing a difficult surgery on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become inspired! :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8356362814582973158?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8356362814582973158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8356362814582973158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8356362814582973158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8356362814582973158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/become-inspired.html' title='Become inspired!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-6891297196923309286</id><published>2009-11-06T21:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:24:35.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think you are doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SvQjkY43CDI/AAAAAAAAApI/YxDYxCXKwBY/img_6.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Roger : ehh...what do you think you're doing? Eating my pellets?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-6891297196923309286?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/6891297196923309286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=6891297196923309286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6891297196923309286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6891297196923309286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-do-you-think-you-are-doing.html' title='What do you think you are doing?'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SvQjkY43CDI/AAAAAAAAApI/YxDYxCXKwBY/s72-c/img_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-7012720678563066216</id><published>2009-11-06T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:21:56.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-7012720678563066216?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/7012720678563066216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=7012720678563066216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7012720678563066216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7012720678563066216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_1473.html' title=''/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8897284417379311612</id><published>2009-11-06T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:19:35.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8897284417379311612?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8897284417379311612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8897284417379311612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8897284417379311612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8897284417379311612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4149699208138382050</id><published>2009-11-04T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:04:28.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SvGX-S_1nrI/AAAAAAAAApE/0OAsofgl9ug/img_5.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Look at the moon! Nice and bright! Took this at 6 am in the morning. Beautiful moon :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4149699208138382050?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4149699208138382050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4149699208138382050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4149699208138382050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4149699208138382050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/11/moon.html' title='Moon...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SvGX-S_1nrI/AAAAAAAAApE/0OAsofgl9ug/s72-c/img_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-7375406966132824166</id><published>2009-10-27T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:13:48.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is the dog? Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Suadqq7em2I/AAAAAAAAApA/_IzweOFpyh4/img_4.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amber : Look! There's a bone! Go fetch!&lt;br /&gt;*pengz *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-7375406966132824166?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/7375406966132824166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=7375406966132824166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7375406966132824166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/7375406966132824166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-is-dog-part-1_27.html' title='Who is the dog? Part 1'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Suadqq7em2I/AAAAAAAAApA/_IzweOFpyh4/s72-c/img_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-6119201328780740331</id><published>2009-10-27T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:12:03.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is the dog? Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SuadQeg2ShI/AAAAAAAAAo8/wNuIP1kMj2k/img_3.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's there! Go get it!&lt;br /&gt;*more pengz*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-6119201328780740331?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/6119201328780740331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=6119201328780740331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6119201328780740331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6119201328780740331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-is-dog-part-2_27.html' title='Who is the dog? Part 2'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SuadQeg2ShI/AAAAAAAAAo8/wNuIP1kMj2k/s72-c/img_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-2491251715063618783</id><published>2009-10-27T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:10:29.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is the dog? Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Suac4zozW_I/AAAAAAAAAo4/4d5MfGW1q-k/img_1.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Argh! I'll go get it myself! &lt;br /&gt;*good dog :)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-2491251715063618783?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/2491251715063618783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=2491251715063618783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2491251715063618783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2491251715063618783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-is-dog-part-3_7973.html' title='Who is the dog? Part 3'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Suac4zozW_I/AAAAAAAAAo4/4d5MfGW1q-k/s72-c/img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8191421441245619853</id><published>2009-10-26T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:11:20.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so free...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SuWuBAFZrlI/AAAAAAAAAog/IWYI4bw6Sdw/img.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just in case you think that she always sleeps... Amber finds time to chew on her bone too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8191421441245619853?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8191421441245619853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8191421441245619853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8191421441245619853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8191421441245619853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-so-free.html' title='Not so free...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SuWuBAFZrlI/AAAAAAAAAog/IWYI4bw6Sdw/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5040859115374204703</id><published>2009-10-26T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:09:01.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5040859115374204703?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5040859115374204703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5040859115374204703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5040859115374204703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5040859115374204703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1201211402363503078</id><published>2009-10-25T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:50:01.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiling in her sleep...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img width='320' src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SuQ6qORdl_I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Fz2Xy4B-ofA/img_2.jpg'&gt;&lt;br&gt;Amber is smiling in her sleep! Cute ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1201211402363503078?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1201211402363503078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1201211402363503078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1201211402363503078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1201211402363503078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/10/amber.html' title='Smiling in her sleep...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SuQ6qORdl_I/AAAAAAAAAoc/Fz2Xy4B-ofA/s72-c/img_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5265784166949050949</id><published>2009-07-07T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:46:42.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is she?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNr7mg1ojI/AAAAAAAAAm0/2w2XZvX0AhI/s1600-h/IMAG0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743053568385586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNr7mg1ojI/AAAAAAAAAm0/2w2XZvX0AhI/s400/IMAG0089.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is she Princess Leia from Star Wars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNr7Qbn_1I/AAAAAAAAAms/kUzEeH_cx-8/s1600-h/IMAG0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743047640940370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNr7Qbn_1I/AAAAAAAAAms/kUzEeH_cx-8/s400/IMAG0087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is she Yoda, the Jeidi Master from Star Wars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNrULxxB2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/jROF8uNi2QU/s1600-h/IMAG0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNrULxxB2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/jROF8uNi2QU/s320/IMAG0085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Or is she Chun-Li from Streetfighter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the sake of my Chinese-speaking parents, Amber has a Chinese name. She is known affectionately as '安安' by my parents. It's a direct translation from her English name. I wanted to call her '安贝' meaning safe and precious. Thought that double-sounding names sound nice for a girl too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's Amber-安安-安贝-Jeidi Master-Chun-Li-Princess Leia-Zhuzhu(cos she sleeps so much!)... She must be having an identity crisis now! Haha... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5265784166949050949?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5265784166949050949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5265784166949050949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5265784166949050949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5265784166949050949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/07/who-is-she.html' title='Who is she?'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNr7mg1ojI/AAAAAAAAAm0/2w2XZvX0AhI/s72-c/IMAG0089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1787625995352129850</id><published>2009-07-07T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:28:04.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Crazy Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNpYRLQ1JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Xh82a5rF0yM/s1600-h/IMAG0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNpYRLQ1JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Xh82a5rF0yM/s320/IMAG0049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this along Robinson Road one day and couldn't resist taking a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the courage to live a CRAZY LIFE! :) &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1787625995352129850?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1787625995352129850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1787625995352129850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1787625995352129850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1787625995352129850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-saw-this-along-robinson-road-one-day.html' title='A Crazy Life!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SlNpYRLQ1JI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Xh82a5rF0yM/s72-c/IMAG0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5004917748228924508</id><published>2009-06-20T01:28:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:51:45.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Amber is not sleeping...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When Amber is not sleeping, she is a very busy dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She tries to figure out how to blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber: Yeah... or you will keep saying bad things about me! Bark! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvNU9CcPPI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2Uzvryuekco/s1600-h/P1050187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349094742298475762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvNU9CcPPI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2Uzvryuekco/s400/P1050187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She keeps her 'best friend' company...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvNMvRE0QI/AAAAAAAAAmE/d1WrdsgIASQ/s1600-h/P1050185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349094601162805506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvNMvRE0QI/AAAAAAAAAmE/d1WrdsgIASQ/s400/P1050185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stares into the mirror thinking about how pretty she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber: Oh gosh! Is that a pimple on my nose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvNFIX121I/AAAAAAAAAl8/8z22NH-whLM/s1600-h/P1050180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349094470463118162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvNFIX121I/AAAAAAAAAl8/8z22NH-whLM/s400/P1050180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She learns to be ladylike by sitting cross-legged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber: I am a girl so I must sit properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvM9Xy-y5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/heUMsccbmjY/s1600-h/P1050174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349094337164528530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvM9Xy-y5I/AAAAAAAAAl0/heUMsccbmjY/s400/P1050174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She squeezes herself between the panel and hides in the corner cos she wants to be near the rabbits but doesn't know how to get out! She scared me to death when she carried out this stunt that day cos I shouted for her and looked everywhere but couldn't find her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber: Help me please! ( Just look at her pathetic look...) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvMvMZwDvI/AAAAAAAAAls/dlz0LgNYSfQ/s1600-h/P1050170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349094093587746546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvMvMZwDvI/AAAAAAAAAls/dlz0LgNYSfQ/s400/P1050170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She sits under the table to chew her bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLiGcT9HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/BEDKl0ZUWrY/s1600-h/P1050164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349092769137947762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLiGcT9HI/AAAAAAAAAlc/BEDKl0ZUWrY/s400/P1050164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She learns to squint her eyes like me cos I can't see clearly... but... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLWyjbLtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/lLQFL3QzHKo/s1600-h/P1050148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349092574820511442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLWyjbLtI/AAAAAAAAAlU/lLQFL3QzHKo/s400/P1050148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... she ended up cross-eyed instead! Haha... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLQf7bE8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/hmp9Te21IGc/s1600-h/P1050149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349092466741679042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLQf7bE8I/AAAAAAAAAlM/hmp9Te21IGc/s400/P1050149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She squeezes herself between my knee and the table cos she wants me to 'sayang' her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber: Sayang please... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLHhIkn4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ppxhy0X1FvY/s1600-h/P1050145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349092312446443394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvLHhIkn4I/AAAAAAAAAlE/ppxhy0X1FvY/s400/P1050145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny Amber! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5004917748228924508?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5004917748228924508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5004917748228924508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5004917748228924508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5004917748228924508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-amber-is-not-sleeping.html' title='When Amber is not sleeping...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SjvNU9CcPPI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2Uzvryuekco/s72-c/P1050187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5980239701199111924</id><published>2009-06-10T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:00:57.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Si92SIDfvHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/2vsFS3KQEBg/s1600-h/IMAG0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Si92SIDfvHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/2vsFS3KQEBg/s320/IMAG0035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I am nice and warm in my air-con room! Good night :)&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5980239701199111924?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5980239701199111924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5980239701199111924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5980239701199111924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5980239701199111924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/06/like-baby.html' title='Like a Baby!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Si92SIDfvHI/AAAAAAAAAk8/2vsFS3KQEBg/s72-c/IMAG0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5455867968058893322</id><published>2009-06-06T13:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:45:57.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bed!</title><content type='html'>Ya... remember I said that Amber peed on her bed yesterday? I took it to wash in the middle of the night. It was dripping wet so I had to leave it in the bath tub overnight as it was dripping everywhere. This morning, Amber woke up, carried her fave bone around looking for her bed. She likes chewing on her bone in her own bed. But she couldn't find it! She looked really lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly remembered about the bed so I went into the toilet, took it out and immediately she wagged her tail! You can almost imagine her saying, " MY BED!! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed: You peed on me last night, you 'bodoh'? Remember? Now I am all wet! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SioCARDVo0I/AAAAAAAAAk0/50FwJRnWhx8/s1600-h/IMAG0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344086111429174082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SioCARDVo0I/AAAAAAAAAk0/50FwJRnWhx8/s400/IMAG0033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I have laid it to dry by my window, she has been guarding it closely eversince! She is sleeping near it, refusing to move even though I am in the living room typing all this! Geez... serve you right for peeing on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Why are you there on the window, my dearest bed? I hope you dry soon and I promise I won't pee on you again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed: You better! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5455867968058893322?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5455867968058893322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5455867968058893322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5455867968058893322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5455867968058893322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-bed.html' title='My Bed!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SioCARDVo0I/AAAAAAAAAk0/50FwJRnWhx8/s72-c/IMAG0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-2045411987467906763</id><published>2009-06-06T00:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:05:06.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Amber...</title><content type='html'>Amber has been with me for 2 months already! Time really flies! She's brought a lot of laughter into my life with all the funny things she has done. She hops like a rabbit happily when I come home as she hasn't seen me for a long time! It's really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Amber enjoying the air-con and sleeping on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilNFWmyIrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WTeDyJumc4E/s1600-h/IMAGE_023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343887187214738098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilNFWmyIrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WTeDyJumc4E/s400/IMAGE_023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she slowly closes her eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilNAcnwXEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lUNANQA4n9Y/s1600-h/IMAGE_024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343887102930082882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilNAcnwXEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lUNANQA4n9Y/s400/IMAGE_024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ... flops to her left and sleeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilM7VRTOrI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VLO_3qAeHLg/s1600-h/IMAGE_025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343887015057504946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilM7VRTOrI/AAAAAAAAAkU/VLO_3qAeHLg/s400/IMAGE_025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amber likes to play hide-and-seek during her free time... Can you see where she is? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilMzcBl6sI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Y_GahjUF1bg/s1600-h/IMAG0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886879431715522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilMzcBl6sI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Y_GahjUF1bg/s400/IMAG0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's her... dreaming that she is Super Dog with her outstretched legs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilMu3sc4LI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ErlHsGuHFXU/s1600-h/IMAGE_030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886800959889586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilMu3sc4LI/AAAAAAAAAkE/ErlHsGuHFXU/s400/IMAGE_030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to lean against anything when she has nothing to do... just anything... as long as it is comfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilMlO1nddI/AAAAAAAAAj8/_rDm6BuVpNw/s1600-h/IMAG0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343886635373655506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilMlO1nddI/AAAAAAAAAj8/_rDm6BuVpNw/s400/IMAG0020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another picture of her trying to lean on  the coffee table to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilIAYAdfKI/AAAAAAAAAjs/kRiZ7T8AmVg/s1600-h/IMAG0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343881604133387426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilIAYAdfKI/AAAAAAAAAjs/kRiZ7T8AmVg/s400/IMAG0005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A very nice and peaceful picture of her sleeping again... I thought she looks beautiful here :) You may not hear it... but she was snoring at that time in this pose! Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343881702020480306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilIGEqj_TI/AAAAAAAAAj0/IZURixd8h3s/s400/IMAG0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was her last weekend.  Gave me a scare cos one moment she was fine and the next moment she was scratching herself till her face went all swollen and puffy! Notice how swollen her face looks! Look at the puffy eyes! Those eye bags! This was taken after she had an injection at the vet. It was worse before that! You can hardly see her eyes then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilH6uK4-II/AAAAAAAAAjk/acWWFsOxBoY/s1600-h/IMAG0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343881507003496578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilH6uK4-II/AAAAAAAAAjk/acWWFsOxBoY/s400/IMAG0012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, she has been pee-ing all over the place when before, her toilet habits were perfect. Still wondering what the problem is... She just peed on her new bed! Argh! Will need to teach her all over again. Other than that, she's a fine and happy girl! Despite her toilet habits, I still think she's a very nice and adorable dog... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-2045411987467906763?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/2045411987467906763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=2045411987467906763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2045411987467906763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2045411987467906763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-amber.html' title='Funny Amber...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SilNFWmyIrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/WTeDyJumc4E/s72-c/IMAGE_023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4777151441240626026</id><published>2009-04-10T22:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:00:11.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Amber...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amber is a beagle which I helped to rescue about a week ago. I received a sms from A last Friday evening about some beagles being given up and they needed a home. I thought... why not? So off I went on a Saturday afternoon with my brother and sis-in-law...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an experience never to forget. A hot day too cos we were all perspiring like crazy. We managed to see the beagle and decided that we wanted her because of her quiet temperament. So off we went again to the vet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was surprisingly good in the car. Once in a while, she would try to lie down in the dog bag which my bro had for her. Although she didn't walk very well on the leash, she seemed to know it when we said 'no' to her if she couldn't do something. This was something that I later found out that she learnt very quickly which also made her a very lovable dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amber: Hi! I am Amber. This is my 1st time in a car! See how long my tongue is! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323068573825610210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9WqkHrseI/AAAAAAAAAio/_Iwf7U3snag/s400/P1050078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amber: Oh I am shy... you know... :) Stop taking pics of me! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323068850567321218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9W6rEDFoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/c3pAjxHkthE/s400/P1050077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amber: But I think I better make sure my foster uncle and aunt drives me to the correct vet! I only want to see Dr Heng!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323069638701990322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9XojF_wbI/AAAAAAAAAi4/7u5tRqqKaTY/s400/P1050072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Getting her home was the only the beginning. There were many adjustments to be made. I had to prepare quite a lot of stuff for her. She wasn't paper-trained so there was a lot of cleaning up to do. I wasn't quite ready for it. But learnt how to manage. I also fell sick the past week. Am still ill but I still had to take care of her and the rabbits too. It was indeed a very challenging week for me. I had to clear a lot of work as I was on MC for a day and on top of that, I had to come home to 5 babies who needed my constant care and attention, I was very tired... and overwhelmed... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Luckily for me, Amber adapted to life at my home very quickly. The first day she was here, she was pacing up and down the entire night, probably not used to the large space. After she had settled down, she was sleeping and eating well and looked forward to all the pats I could give her. She seemed to know that sometimes I needed to be left alone to finish up my work or I'd become cranky and she gave me the space to do so. She was not demanding at all. The only time when she wanted attention was when she would nudge me with her big, wet nose on my knee as if saying... Hey Workaholic! I am still around... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you know that she's even afraid of my bunnies the first few days? She didn't know how to react to them the first few days she was around. Gradually, she got used to them, occasionally sniffing them and my rabbits were not even scared of her! This is funny! Maybe they all knew and sensed that they have been abandoned once before so... as the saying goes... let's live and let live...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amber: Am I cute? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323070174061761186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9YHtdtkqI/AAAAAAAAAjA/26nkWHpMAuQ/s400/P1050086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amber: I think I am going to get angry if you take more pics of me... Grrr!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323070383978007362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9YT7dpS0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/uQ14DaQ7Z-8/s400/P1050098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amber: Oh... life is good... from now on... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323070738800367890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9YolR42RI/AAAAAAAAAjY/N_-jREBXXi0/s400/P1050105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amber: My favourite lying down position... yea... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323070559699171554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9YeKE1eOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CeLLHqh06nc/s400/P1050103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am still not sure if I would be keeping her for good as I missed my rabbits. I am still not sure if I can manage Amber and the bunnies running around in the living room. I missed having my rabbits run around the living room. Taking care of a dog is certainly not easy but luckily for me, Amber is such a good dog that even for a first-time dog owner like me, I was able to feel like life is still the same after a week. Needed some adjustments and getting used to them all...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So... meanwhile, Amber is still here till I make up my mind or a better home comes along. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She certainly deserves a good life from now on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4777151441240626026?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4777151441240626026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4777151441240626026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4777151441240626026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4777151441240626026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/04/introducing-amber.html' title='Introducing Amber...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sd9WqkHrseI/AAAAAAAAAio/_Iwf7U3snag/s72-c/P1050078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-304549059792564501</id><published>2009-04-02T21:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:04:05.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We were just not meant to be....</title><content type='html'>Dear Panda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a coincidence that I found you in the dogs' blogs one day. I remembered how crazy I went during the March hols reading all about dogs with blogs. I read about you and Ode and how he helped to take care of you. I didn't know Ode's parents were fostering you then until I clicked on Barn2's blog and happened to see the link Homeless in Seletar , clicked on it and saw you and recognised you from Ode's blog and that was how I realised that you were up for adoption!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to read more about you. Your fosterers had nothing but praises for you. Your mild and gentle temperament made me convinced that you were the dog for me. You know you will have rabbits kor-kor and jie-jie to live with but I trust that you would be gentle with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apprehension and indecisiveness made me lose you. After all, I was going to be a first time dog owner and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to provide you with your needs. It wouldn't be fair to you if I short change you. But then again, I thought about how happy I was going to be with you... I thought about how we would go for walks in the evening and I would walk with you to visit Uncle Chris at his pet shop. We would choose your toys together and walk back home together. I imagined myself going for walks with you and how proud I would be of you cos you are such a lovely and well-behaved girl. I know how you would help me to keep fit cos I would have to accompany you on all those walks. Now I don't exercise cos I would be so tired at the end of the day but with you around, I know I would be motivated to do it.  I imagined all those nice evenings where I can laze around with you sitting on my right and Roger-kor kor and Gracie-jie jie on my left. We would watch TV together and spend those nice quiet evenings happily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that you look like your Roger gor-gor? He also has markings like you in his eyes and when I first picked him up at a park, I nearly named him Panda too? What a coincidence it was, don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that someone else has adopted you, I am sad but also happy for you. I know where you have come from and how much you have suffered cos my rabbits went through the exact same experience as you. All of you deserve to be loved by someone for the rest of your lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Panda, live a great life from now on, love and treasure what you have from now on and  laugh everyday with your beautiful heart... you may not know me but you will always remain in a special place in my heart... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken by Panda's fosterer, A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SdTAgPfCLsI/AAAAAAAAAig/A4sFGxkjhT8/s1600-h/Panda6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320088719976443586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SdTAgPfCLsI/AAAAAAAAAig/A4sFGxkjhT8/s400/Panda6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SdTAarHNagI/AAAAAAAAAiY/fABFYQFh9jk/s1600-h/Panda3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320088624313494018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SdTAarHNagI/AAAAAAAAAiY/fABFYQFh9jk/s400/Panda3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks A for keeping me updated about her :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-304549059792564501?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/304549059792564501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=304549059792564501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/304549059792564501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/304549059792564501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-were-just-not-meant-to-be.html' title='We were just not meant to be....'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SdTAgPfCLsI/AAAAAAAAAig/A4sFGxkjhT8/s72-c/Panda6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-442893671902841965</id><published>2009-03-26T22:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:41:31.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates...</title><content type='html'>Creme jumped up the box by herself and stood there staring right at me when I went into their room. It was such a hiliarious sight cos she didn't know how to get down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuSGZgL6NI/AAAAAAAAAiI/93JdpfeU54I/s1600-h/P1040900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317504423663757522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuSGZgL6NI/AAAAAAAAAiI/93JdpfeU54I/s400/P1040900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took some time for her to figure out how to do it. But she finally did. Considering that she had a hip dislocation 2 years ago, she still loved hopping and jumping everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317504726569131058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuSYB6dHDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/L1mE2iL6AKw/s400/P1040903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hay lover= Baby! Look at how his lil' head had dug a hole in the hay rack! He must be really hungry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuR3bzgSJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/PETugnIbtHQ/s1600-h/P1040897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317504166583617682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuR3bzgSJI/AAAAAAAAAiA/PETugnIbtHQ/s400/P1040897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly roger looking like a girl... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuRo3QD4UI/AAAAAAAAAh4/aMzm7-JZDMc/s1600-h/P1040893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317503916253110594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuRo3QD4UI/AAAAAAAAAh4/aMzm7-JZDMc/s400/P1040893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite dessert at Crystal Jade at Holland V. Nice and refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuRied0nhI/AAAAAAAAAhw/c56JQlTMXHU/s1600-h/IMAGE_016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317503806520729106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuRied0nhI/AAAAAAAAAhw/c56JQlTMXHU/s400/IMAGE_016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mixed rice I ate... Very healthy and I couldn't finish it! The food was okay. My friend and I ordered pork ribs after that but it came with a strand of hair! I am feeling nauseous all over again even when I am typing this right now! EEEWWWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuREl9c_oI/AAAAAAAAAho/AijPZZic09g/s1600-h/IMAGE_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317503293136371330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuREl9c_oI/AAAAAAAAAho/AijPZZic09g/s400/IMAGE_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-442893671902841965?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/442893671902841965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=442893671902841965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/442893671902841965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/442893671902841965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/03/updates.html' title='Updates...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScuSGZgL6NI/AAAAAAAAAiI/93JdpfeU54I/s72-c/P1040900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-6164590512100739757</id><published>2009-03-18T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:22:05.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a Wednesday evening...</title><content type='html'>It's the holidays so I was lazing around most of the time at home, doing household chores, eat, sleep, laze some more, surf the net, go to facebook to look for eggs, read the news, read IT reviews, laugh at the froggie and ladybird in iGoogle and reading a lot about dogs with blogs. Anyway, I like how the evening sun comes through the curtains... the whole room is yellow... nice and warm feeling but I turned on the air-con cos it was getting a bit hot! I sit on the red sofa most of the time surfing and updating my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScDGqIe1pbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/qUxXmmdMSUY/s1600-h/IMAGE_011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314465987430819250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScDGqIe1pbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/qUxXmmdMSUY/s400/IMAGE_011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about my rabbits? They hide under the dining table on a lazy and warm afternoon as the floor is nice and cooling to sleep on... I am at work most afternoons so it's good to let them out to play in the afternoons which they do enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314466194478729874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScDG2Ly6CpI/AAAAAAAAAhg/yUahr8j2DTc/s400/IMAGE_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of dogs with blogs, I have been going absolutely nuts about the blogs cos they are so funny and cute especially the corgis. Seems like they all know each other! Haha... I read about &lt;a href="http://www.bennyxobile.blogspot.com/"&gt;Benny&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dexteryew.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html"&gt;Dexter&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dogfather-samsengkia.blogspot.com/search?updated-min=2009-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;updated-max=2010-01-01T00%3A00%3A00-08%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=21"&gt;Barnabas and Clare&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://reinadoxie.wordpress.com/"&gt;Reina&lt;/a&gt; and many more... It's really heartening to know that they are loved by their owners and that they are leading such a pampered life like my bunnies... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we also must not forget our very own Singapore Specials. Watch this &lt;a href="http://www.asdsingapore.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=41&amp;amp;Itemid=50"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; and I guarantee you that you will  be reaching for your tissues next. I really admire the people at ASD who are so passionate about what they are doing for the dogs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, as for me... I am going to enjoy the rest of my holidays as much as I can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-6164590512100739757?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/6164590512100739757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=6164590512100739757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6164590512100739757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6164590512100739757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-wednesday-evening.html' title='On a Wednesday evening...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/ScDGqIe1pbI/AAAAAAAAAhY/qUxXmmdMSUY/s72-c/IMAGE_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8479551886676007185</id><published>2009-03-17T19:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:23:01.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-GottyAxI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/CmaVQZDy24g/s1600-h/baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314114119344980754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-GottyAxI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/CmaVQZDy24g/s400/baby.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-GlMqAj_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/deXqbMfolVs/s1600-h/roger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314114058931179506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-GlMqAj_I/AAAAAAAAAhI/deXqbMfolVs/s400/roger.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enough said... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Presenting the new house... TA-DA!! Wonder how long it would last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-Ggqf2EiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HL4OhfPtn6s/s1600-h/P1040886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314113981042266658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-Ggqf2EiI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HL4OhfPtn6s/s400/P1040886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing peek-a-boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-GW_tv4nI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hr-Y4tj4pFA/s1600-h/P1040868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314113814939034226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-GW_tv4nI/AAAAAAAAAg4/hr-Y4tj4pFA/s400/P1040868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8479551886676007185?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8479551886676007185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8479551886676007185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8479551886676007185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8479551886676007185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-house.html' title='The new house...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Sb-GottyAxI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/CmaVQZDy24g/s72-c/baby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-6918374577253492838</id><published>2009-03-07T01:03:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T01:27:21.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabbits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When rabbits get all lovey dovey, it makes your heart melt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZx1LKGwI/AAAAAAAAAgw/np_qucr35aI/s1600-h/P1040854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310124148268866306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZx1LKGwI/AAAAAAAAAgw/np_qucr35aI/s400/P1040854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When rabbits stand on their hind legs just to eat hay, they look terribly cute with the front paws in the basket :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZrPFXHjI/AAAAAAAAAgo/d7fm8PXe8IU/s1600-h/P1040864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310124034964790834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZrPFXHjI/AAAAAAAAAgo/d7fm8PXe8IU/s400/P1040864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When rabbits look 'zonked' out, they look totally blur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZeDSt5pI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8XWPdf-qzfo/s1600-h/P1040862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310123808461285010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZeDSt5pI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8XWPdf-qzfo/s400/P1040862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When rabbits get very hungry, they push their little snouts all the way into the hay creating 'dents' in them. Can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZQUrA8PI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vp-42e3mj2Y/s1600-h/P1040858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310123572608430322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZQUrA8PI/AAAAAAAAAgY/vp-42e3mj2Y/s400/P1040858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZIrV0LyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/YSMkmWTVwWU/s1600-h/P1040856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310123441254575906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZIrV0LyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/YSMkmWTVwWU/s400/P1040856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When rabbits get bored, they can be destructive... From this, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFY78qzjEI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QZLut0CnqNQ/s1600-h/P1040860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310123222567717954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFY78qzjEI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QZLut0CnqNQ/s400/P1040860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFYunZ45AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nPmxjI588fI/s1600-h/P1040849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310122993521320962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFYunZ45AI/AAAAAAAAAgA/nPmxjI588fI/s400/P1040849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When rabbits get angry, they just ignore you and bite creating a huge 'equal' sign on your hand. Can you identify it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFYgZxNWCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/AfM4reu69Rg/s1600-h/P1040844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310122749342865442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFYgZxNWCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/AfM4reu69Rg/s400/P1040844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When rabbits are curious, they stick their snouts between the panels and they look ridiculously cute... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFYXTagtlI/AAAAAAAAAfw/QG2g_82IBz8/s1600-h/P1040834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310122593018230354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFYXTagtlI/AAAAAAAAAfw/QG2g_82IBz8/s400/P1040834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the owner gets all stressed and tired, she eats. This was what she found at a restaurant at Wisma Atria. The nice roasted chicken, mixed berry cake with ice cream and iced coffee... YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFX7ka85jI/AAAAAAAAAfg/VYxYlA5l9kI/s1600-h/IMAGE_110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310122116547143218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFX7ka85jI/AAAAAAAAAfg/VYxYlA5l9kI/s400/IMAGE_110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFXz2rCYeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/gKaG8V3EcnA/s1600-h/IMAGE_111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310121984007496162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFXz2rCYeI/AAAAAAAAAfY/gKaG8V3EcnA/s400/IMAGE_111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-6918374577253492838?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/6918374577253492838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=6918374577253492838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6918374577253492838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6918374577253492838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/03/when.html' title='When...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SbFZx1LKGwI/AAAAAAAAAgw/np_qucr35aI/s72-c/P1040854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5188672923976881994</id><published>2009-02-24T20:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:38:01.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Ollie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SaPpfsqlqCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HPTKdv4tNjQ/s1600-h/flower+for+ollie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306341516747581474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SaPpfsqlqCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HPTKdv4tNjQ/s400/flower+for+ollie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Ollie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How have you been? How's life over at the rainbow bridge? Did you get to see Berry? Do remember to take good care of her for me ok? She's a sweet lil' gal and I am sure she'll be your good friend too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, are there lots of grass for you to eat over at where you are? You were such a greedy bunny when you were around. I hope you leave some food for Berry. But I know that you will cos you are the sweetest bunny I have ever known... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's here is pretty much the same. Gracie is still as fiesty as ever. Still thinking that she's the queen. Luckily, Roger, the new guy and her best friend, has the same temperament as you. He kinda reminds me of you and sometimes, I will call him 'Oliver' by mistake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gracie just went for an op to file her tooth. The poor girl couldn't eat well for a week. So luckily Dr Heng was able to find out what's wrong with her and she could eat after that. I am sure you must have known and have prayed for her together with me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have been gone for 2 years now and I still miss you very much. Miss giving you nice pats on your head, rubbing your big grey ears and seeing you binky in the air and flopping to your side in contentment. I hope you have been well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5188672923976881994?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5188672923976881994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5188672923976881994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5188672923976881994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5188672923976881994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/02/letter-to-ollie.html' title='Letter to Ollie...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SaPpfsqlqCI/AAAAAAAAAfI/HPTKdv4tNjQ/s72-c/flower+for+ollie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8025241492672743953</id><published>2009-02-20T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:55:02.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7CTxUpmTI/AAAAAAAAAew/mK8ocGxRTs4/s1600-h/P1040815.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love to take shots of my rabbits when they are looking through the fiddlesticks house. It makes me think about what they are looking at through that 'long, long' tunnel! Anyway, that 'tunnel' is only 20cm long! Hahaha... It's funny how Roger and Gracie look when I took their pic at the end of the 'tunnel'... :) cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7CKt0h_xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sWeV86QoMKY/s1600-h/P1040808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304890900443430674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7CKt0h_xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sWeV86QoMKY/s400/P1040808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my dinner last weekend and it was absolutely delicious! Thanks to Lee Cheng who shared the recipe with me. The beef was bought from the supermarket at Paragon. It cost me $14 for 210g worth of beef. It's called... Karubi Beef ( I think...) Then I added a packet of the Japanese rice seasoning mix. I also added Japanese rice vinegar into my rice, mixed it well before adding the seasoning on top. With a glass of my favourite ume soda, life is just too perfect to be true :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7B-FVil-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/FxjzLsHHrk0/s1600-h/P1040803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304890683417597922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7B-FVil-I/AAAAAAAAAeg/FxjzLsHHrk0/s400/P1040803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8025241492672743953?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8025241492672743953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8025241492672743953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8025241492672743953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8025241492672743953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7CKt0h_xI/AAAAAAAAAeo/sWeV86QoMKY/s72-c/P1040808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4619529149511422089</id><published>2009-02-20T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:43:28.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP - Sound cable ? 2004 to Feb 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;? 2004 to Feb 2009&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Provided lots of entertainment, sound and fun till the giant white furball (aka Roger) decided your fate... you will be greatly missed...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7AbR2GPhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/RYj0TIP8uac/s1600-h/P1040807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304888985968328210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7AbR2GPhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/RYj0TIP8uac/s400/P1040807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4619529149511422089?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4619529149511422089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4619529149511422089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4619529149511422089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4619529149511422089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/02/rip-sound-cable-2004-to-feb-2009.html' title='RIP - Sound cable ? 2004 to Feb 2009'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZ7AbR2GPhI/AAAAAAAAAeY/RYj0TIP8uac/s72-c/P1040807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1399742360996002201</id><published>2009-02-16T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:44:10.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 random things about me... Gracie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZmJLorRUVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Sab5vbmVQLo/s1600-h/P1040761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303420869195944274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZmJLorRUVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Sab5vbmVQLo/s400/P1040761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I am a half-dwarf and half local.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I inherited my fiesty-ness from my dad who is a dwarf and my sharp facial features from my mum who is a local.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I come from a litter of 11 bunnies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. 4 of my siblings were albinoes and the others were just like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I am the queen of the house... I rule the bunnies and every bunny must bow down to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. There's an unwritten rule that I eat the pellets first and then Roger can have what he wants later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. I love scratches on the forehead from my human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I growl when people/rabbits disturb me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. One of my toes is crooked cos I attempted to scale Mount Panels a few years ago. I was in complete cage rest for about 3 months just for the toe to heal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. I am the most gifted rabbit among the 4. I was trained to understand the word "Treats!" first. Then after that, I taught the rest what it meant... Kinda regretted it cos it meant less food for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I may look fierce but I am actually more well-behaved around humans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. I love pellets. That's my favourite food besides bananas, apples and all sweet stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. I have a sis called Maisie but she passed away 8 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. My best friend passed away 2 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. I was very sad and depressed when both of them left me. Luckily, I am a strong lil' girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. i love chewing on apple sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. I cut an eye lid when I fought with Ollie once. Now my eye lid doesn 't look very nice when you look closely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. I get jealous easily. The other time when my human rescued 4 bunnies, I hated her and all of them so I fought with Ollie to retaliate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. I missed Ollie actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. I like Roger... he's quite an okay guy... except when he fights with me for food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. I like to lie beside Roger cos he's like a huge cushion... nice and soft! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. I don't like Creme and Baby. I think they behave like spoilt brats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Some of my toe nails are dark coloured while some of them are white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. I was sterilised when I was one-and-a-half years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. I love being with my human. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1399742360996002201?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1399742360996002201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1399742360996002201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1399742360996002201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1399742360996002201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things-about-me-gracie.html' title='25 random things about me... Gracie'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZmJLorRUVI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Sab5vbmVQLo/s72-c/P1040761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4856118946413494224</id><published>2009-02-15T23:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:48:37.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 random things about me... Roger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZgzxJC0OOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5u7bZIKUEo4/s1600-h/P1030876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303045480563095778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZgzxJC0OOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5u7bZIKUEo4/s400/P1030876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. I was rescued by my human's daddy whom I still adore. He's just the greatest guy I know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I appeared on a TV show 'City Beat' together with my human. She was part of HRSS and the show wanted her to show how the society rescues abandoned rabbits. Boy! I was famous after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I think I am half panda bear, a quarter rabbit and a quarter pig. ( Just kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate being carried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I love pats on my head, scratches on forehead and nice little tugs on my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love food e.g. pellets, pellets, pellets... get the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I love acting dead cos it makes my human go crazy thinking that I was really dead! Nice to see her fuss over me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. My best friend is Gracie. She is a tyrant but I still love her :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My greatest fear is Creme who is also my neighbour whom I think has a secret crush on me. She keeps chasing me even though I am twice her size! No wonder Gracie got soooo jealous over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I like biting wires. Give me any wire, anytime, any day... My record has been... 2 HP wires, 2 ASUS EEE chargers (each costing $80), mouse wire, telephone wire and just now, my human just discovered that I had conquered *VICTORY sign* the sound cable from her PC. She only discovered it when there was no sound coming from it! ( You *%^%&amp;amp;##@!) Oopps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I think I am cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am a hey-be-cool bunny cos nothing fazes me when I am sleeping, not even if my human turns on the vaccumm, drops the keys etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. My fave show is the 9 o'clock chinese CH 8 show every night. I love sitting by my human and we watch TV together with Gracie too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. My highest binky was at least 15 cm! Oh boy, after that I had backache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I understand one word and only word i.e. TREATS TREATS! That's the only word I respond to even though I know my name is Roger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The 2nd week when I was at my human's place, I didn't eat, poop and pee. My human was so worried that she sent me to Dr Heng's. The vet assistants adored me! I told you I was a heart-breaker :D But I am fine after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. I loved squeezing my nose through the panels. I am trying to make my face look slimmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I moult a lot... and I mean A LOT! That's why my previous threw me into the field and left me to fend for myself... till I was found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I still try to hump Gracie even though I am sterilised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. When I am busy bunny-ing, both my ears would be erect. one erect, one down = not so exciting news, both down = BORING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I am sensitive to the sound of pellets shaking in that container. I can hear it from miles away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. I have conquered Mount Panels countless times. Just short of putting my flag at the top. That's how I can lay my teeth on those wires...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Lazing around is my fave thing to do other than eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I enjoy lying inside fiddlesticks houses and inside cardboard houses my human made. Nice and shady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I love my human as much as she adores me. I am so glad that I found her and my friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303050667969426418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZg4fFo3M_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/dItTIi98wnY/s400/P1040505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4856118946413494224?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4856118946413494224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4856118946413494224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4856118946413494224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4856118946413494224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-things-about-me-roger.html' title='25 random things about me... Roger...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZgzxJC0OOI/AAAAAAAAAeA/5u7bZIKUEo4/s72-c/P1030876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8000245306015938189</id><published>2009-02-15T12:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:15:25.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy blogger...</title><content type='html'>Ok... I have been extremely lazy but I think the pics below should more than make up for it! Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Gracie... with 1 of her fat legs nicely placed at the back of Roger's waist... nice cushion, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZeiN2Rm-jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jw2uXymp-8Y/s1600-h/P1040797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302885445043419698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZeiN2Rm-jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jw2uXymp-8Y/s400/P1040797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZeh7gQjayI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Rr7D1Y0xtJ0/s1600-h/IMAGE_087.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roger in his look-like-he's-dead position again... one of his paws was sticking out of the play pen and he didn't even care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehx4Co8VI/AAAAAAAAAdo/5mRrqsVsPQY/s1600-h/P1040771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302884964481167698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehx4Co8VI/AAAAAAAAAdo/5mRrqsVsPQY/s400/P1040771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger and Gracie... snoozing beside the PC table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehnleGOOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/iYJBCIRTt6Y/s1600-h/P1040801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302884787697367266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehnleGOOI/AAAAAAAAAdg/iYJBCIRTt6Y/s400/P1040801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creme and Baby having their own quiet time in the house I made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehcR9rmBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/-xk4M5IFekw/s1600-h/P1040779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302884593482569746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehcR9rmBI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/-xk4M5IFekw/s400/P1040779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little 'Blue' Riding Hood... I had to wrap Gracie up like this to make her take her medicine about a month ago. She had a nasty ulcer caused by an overgrown tooth and she wasn't eating well. She went under the GA and Dr Heng had to file her tooth. She went back home the same night looking totally shocked and exhausted but it took her less than 10 mins to be back to her old self. She was found munching on her veggies after that and she just couldn't stop eating! Afterall, she needed to catch up on a week's food after suffering from poor appetite for a week! She couldn't eat as it was too painful to do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehV9oRWII/AAAAAAAAAdI/Nb2aYmUj09I/s1600-h/IMAGE_085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302884484944844930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZehV9oRWII/AAAAAAAAAdI/Nb2aYmUj09I/s400/IMAGE_085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my new netbook, hopefully I will be more inspired to blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a great doggie's blog... named &lt;a href="http://www.kingsleydog.com/"&gt;Kingsley&lt;/a&gt;.  I spent my entire Sunday morning reading about him. Great blog for animal lovers like me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the rest of the weekend... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8000245306015938189?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8000245306015938189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8000245306015938189' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8000245306015938189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8000245306015938189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2009/02/lazy-blogger.html' title='Lazy blogger...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SZeiN2Rm-jI/AAAAAAAAAd4/jw2uXymp-8Y/s72-c/P1040797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-3513519633338161829</id><published>2008-12-23T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:57:16.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays...</title><content type='html'>I was away in Genting and KL for a shopping trip and I didn't enjoy it as mich as the one I had in HK. Let me tell you why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) There were so many people at Genting that just seeing them gave me migraine! There was just people everywhere. On your left, on your right, on the floor, behind you, in front of you... I just wished I wasn't there after the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The people there weren't very proficient in English. I had a hard time communicating with the people there. Some of the waiters even hid behind this huge pillar when I tried to call them for something. It was simply hilarious! Anyway, while I was there, they were having this huge debate about whether Science and Math should be taught in English. Now I don't wonder why they couldn't speak English that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Service was near to zilch over in M'sia. I wanted to get a touch-and-go card aka our easi-link card but it was sold out everywhere! When you ask where a place is, they practically point to one direction and totally ignore you afterwards or they give you a sneer and don't answer your question. I only met one very nice lady who spoke well. She was nice to tell us something about the card. The girls at GAP were nice too. Other than that, the service at the other shops... was just average. If you want to complain about the service in Singapore, then you would have lots to complain about in KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The cab drivers are really dishonest. I read in a brochure that the trip to the Skybridge at the twin towers was free. Saw it in their website too. But the cab driver insisted that we have to pay for the 'tickets'. Since I was there, I would like to go up the Skybridge. I paid the driver 50 Ringgit to go there. We later found out from the people that it was really for free. Geez... if you told me that the tickets were free and that you could get the tickets for me for a fee. I would still gladly pay you for it. But don't lie through your teeth that the tickets are not free and that you are doing me a favour to help me get the tickets. What a liar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think I ever want to go there again. The things are almost the same price as the ones in Sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting soon anyway! Looking forward to my next trip next year... Paris? Tokyo? Let's see how it goes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry X'mas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-3513519633338161829?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/3513519633338161829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=3513519633338161829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3513519633338161829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3513519633338161829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/12/holidays.html' title='Holidays...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-3557403314525568289</id><published>2008-12-03T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:09:19.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PJl2RNNeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/66rwyo4MpEU/s1600-R/new+look.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139673251819894242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PJl2RNNeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-HfDbTLPMoA/s400/new+look.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was walking along citylink one evening when I saw this outside the new Breadtalk shop. I stopped and stared at it, wondering why they added a chinese word in front of an English word... then I realised that it was a tongue in cheek! Funny! Just nice for my new blog too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-3557403314525568289?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/3557403314525568289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=3557403314525568289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3557403314525568289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3557403314525568289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/12/urlhttps52.html' title='new look!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PJl2RNNeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-HfDbTLPMoA/s72-c/new+look.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1922693840648937886</id><published>2008-11-26T00:16:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:42:01.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food...</title><content type='html'>This was an interesting drink I found at Cafe Cartel. It was blue and didn't look that drink-able. But I ordered it out of curiousity and it was a risk well taken cos it tasted nice! I didn't really like the food at Cafe Cartel but had a sandwich there before going to Suntec. When we reached there, we found out that there was a food fair! Grrrr....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwny6HfB4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OwnuIf8j1kw/s1600-h/IMAGE_043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272633019291600770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwny6HfB4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OwnuIf8j1kw/s400/IMAGE_043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a drink from that Sun and Moon restaurant at Wheelock Place. It's Mango Mojito. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwnfHENtYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/aXrByYeBhkU/s1600-h/IMAGE_039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272632679170160002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwnfHENtYI/AAAAAAAAAbo/aXrByYeBhkU/s400/IMAGE_039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sushi roll which my friend had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwnLSFCK8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/MadlQAHGrac/s1600-h/IMAGE_038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272632338529004482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwnLSFCK8I/AAAAAAAAAbg/MadlQAHGrac/s400/IMAGE_038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The $60 or $70 crab we shared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwm8NJH03I/AAAAAAAAAbY/KQy8atjzeME/s1600-h/IMAGE_037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272632079505937266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwm8NJH03I/AAAAAAAAAbY/KQy8atjzeME/s400/IMAGE_037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the sashimi. It was really delicious and fresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwmtzu8KKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Efdw_tPQ3-U/s1600-h/IMAGE_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272631832167065762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwmtzu8KKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Efdw_tPQ3-U/s400/IMAGE_036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my fave dessert at Ministry of Food, Lot 1. My colleagues and I often go there for desserts to chill out. I like the red bean stuff in this dish and I am not a fan of red beans, seriously.. But this is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwmVcBSD-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/2nVBrGjI0mA/s1600-h/IMAGE_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272631413484687330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwmVcBSD-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/2nVBrGjI0mA/s400/IMAGE_006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend's dessert! So huge and yummy with the green tea ice-cream and the water melon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwmInGesDI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Bwt6GV16Dqw/s1600-h/IMAGE_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272631193120976946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwmInGesDI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Bwt6GV16Dqw/s400/IMAGE_005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I still hadn't got over my trip from HK, we sought out a place at Joo Chiat where they served HK food. This is their version of curry fish ball. The ones in HK are still the best... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwlz97IU0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/zfxlrh-2MzM/s1600-h/IMAGE_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272630838470136642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwlz97IU0I/AAAAAAAAAa4/zfxlrh-2MzM/s400/IMAGE_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rectangular watermelon I found at the supermarket at Paragon during one of my see-if-they-still-sell-Italian-parsley trip.  Eversince they revamped the place, they stopped selling the Italian parsley which means no nice food for my rabbits. Anyway, it's really expensive as it is about $2.50 a bunch! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272630198537773842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwlOt_XYxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/hlvYU6oa4hg/s400/IMAGE_004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, this is something you can't buy with all the money you have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwlOt_XYxI/AAAAAAAAAaw/hlvYU6oa4hg/s1600-h/IMAGE_004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272633287631083282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwoChwmlxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/kG6WsFriOxI/s400/IMAGE_053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My mom's home cooked fried rice... the best in the world! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1922693840648937886?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1922693840648937886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1922693840648937886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1922693840648937886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1922693840648937886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/11/food.html' title='Food...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwny6HfB4I/AAAAAAAAAbw/OwnuIf8j1kw/s72-c/IMAGE_043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-6167321176897103879</id><published>2008-11-25T23:57:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:16:56.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah! It's the hols once more so with a bit more time in my hands, it's time to blog! Time to update about some stuff in my rabbits' lives. What better way to do it then to do it with pictures! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272625480823635842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwg8HIqf4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/YBcr-366doU/s400/P1040660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Roger. Lazing around doing his fave stuff in his fave pose. Notice his hair on his head. They look like they are standing! It's cos I pulled out all the loose fur on his head so he's looking kinda ugly... Rabbits moult 3 to 4 times a year. So I always have a mini-fur storm going on at my place. Not for the faint-hearted and the clean freaks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272626421518904354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwhy3f5LCI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nNwmJwWTTVU/s400/P1040662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Having 'couple' time together under the dining table... sweet! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272626902621387778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwiO3vqfAI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vGjmYvV_X58/s400/P1040665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;His 'helicopter' ears! Haha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272627266630955138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwikDyTsII/AAAAAAAAAag/7CneBeFno6Y/s400/P1040683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Ugly Gracie. She is moulting too so her face looks weird... as the fur has fallen off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272629204654647410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwkU3fKaHI/AAAAAAAAAao/c7cnOzds0hs/s400/IMAGE_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where's Roger? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-6167321176897103879?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/6167321176897103879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=6167321176897103879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6167321176897103879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6167321176897103879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays.html' title='holidays!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SSwg8HIqf4I/AAAAAAAAAaI/YBcr-366doU/s72-c/P1040660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1845621714092872363</id><published>2008-06-28T13:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:57:09.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory of Berry...</title><content type='html'>Berry aka Lizzy just left us today at about 12.30pm... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been diagnosed with liver disease and she's finally gone after battling with the disease for a few months. Poor little girl. She was all skin and bones cos her body couldn't absorb the nutrients from the food and she was having diarrohea. Last week when she was warded,  she gave us some hope that the herbs her owner has been feeding her was working cos she gained weight and blood tests came back with low levels of liver enzymes! I was hopeful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on Thursday night, I received a call saying that she wasn't her usual self. She seemed to have injured herself. Last night, she wasn't good and this morning, before her owner could bring her in, she left us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the little girl who has fought so hard, farewell to you... I know you are healthy and happy again with my Ollie at the Rainbow Bridge where you will no longer suffer... Ollie, you must take care of this precious girl for me, okay? I know you would do it for me... :) My precious Ollie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.&lt;br /&gt;They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... &lt;br /&gt;~ Author unknown...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Berry with her big brother at a few weeks old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXPH_oH15I/AAAAAAAAAUI/famzYcUPl_Y/s1600-h/liz%26bent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216803479624341394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXPH_oH15I/AAAAAAAAAUI/famzYcUPl_Y/s400/liz%26bent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berry and her sis, Lovely, at 4 months... The one on the left is Berry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXOnQdA9fI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a3O3QIGtbOk/s1600-h/lizzy%26lovely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216802917205472754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXOnQdA9fI/AAAAAAAAAUA/a3O3QIGtbOk/s400/lizzy%26lovely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Berry aka Lizzy... during the happier days when she was younger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXOh3yTL8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/TSCIqPTQlEY/s1600-h/lizzy4_6mths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216802824684515266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXOh3yTL8I/AAAAAAAAAT4/TSCIqPTQlEY/s400/lizzy4_6mths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Berry... as an adult...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXOaPH8lmI/AAAAAAAAATw/o7WF-YMl6YE/s1600-h/Berry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216802693510370914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXOaPH8lmI/AAAAAAAAATw/o7WF-YMl6YE/s400/Berry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We will all miss you dearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1845621714092872363?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1845621714092872363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1845621714092872363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1845621714092872363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1845621714092872363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-memory-of-berry.html' title='In memory of Berry...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SGXPH_oH15I/AAAAAAAAAUI/famzYcUPl_Y/s72-c/liz%26bent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5658601621314099992</id><published>2008-06-18T00:20:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T01:01:01.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures of HK!</title><content type='html'>Wanted to upload more pics of HK the other time but couldn't cos there was something wrong with my mouse. Just bought a new one so here I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ocean Park. Everyone was raving about it so I had to go but I was totally disappointed. I didn't like the place at all cos there were so many people and they were pushing you like crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfl_cazDxI/AAAAAAAAASw/L7dhRHcnyco/s1600-h/P1040566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887971827748626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfl_cazDxI/AAAAAAAAASw/L7dhRHcnyco/s400/P1040566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dolphins were cute but the show was boring. I had to listen to a long, long story and I got lost in the story cos it was just... too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfl3DRUhCI/AAAAAAAAASo/8H5JDygX5jI/s1600-h/P1040570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887827638158370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfl3DRUhCI/AAAAAAAAASo/8H5JDygX5jI/s400/P1040570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wanted to see the panda but the only way there was by cable car. I waited more than 30minutes for it and by the time I was there, the observatory was closed! ARGH! So I bought a beanie panda to console myself. Roger look-alike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Percentage in which they lookalike... 85%!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfpnSMPvTI/AAAAAAAAATo/mFfUSfFWdMA/s1600-h/panda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212891954812009778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfpnSMPvTI/AAAAAAAAATo/mFfUSfFWdMA/s400/panda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfosEGDUqI/AAAAAAAAATY/KKnofT-Nvlk/s1600-h/P1030755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890937415652002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" height="331" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfosEGDUqI/AAAAAAAAATY/KKnofT-Nvlk/s400/P1030755.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha... Anyway, this is the night scene in 中环. I took this while waiting for the bus to take me to the Peak tram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflsaoqEiI/AAAAAAAAASg/729-0rAuaB4/s1600-h/P1040565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887644931494434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflsaoqEiI/AAAAAAAAASg/729-0rAuaB4/s400/P1040565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't help it.. Just too impressed with the Mickey Mouse windows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflhLfBbXI/AAAAAAAAASY/zI7r8_zZUI4/s1600-h/P1040543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887451885989234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflhLfBbXI/AAAAAAAAASY/zI7r8_zZUI4/s400/P1040543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflR5f827I/AAAAAAAAASQ/JBowh2CobJA/s1600-h/P1040538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887189360008114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflR5f827I/AAAAAAAAASQ/JBowh2CobJA/s400/P1040538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the trains are not underground, they have barriers and doors which only open when the trains arrive. Safer this way. Think Singapore is doing this soon. In this way, we will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) stop suicidal people from throwing themselves off the track &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) prevent jealous bf/gf from pushing their astray gf/bf off the track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflKHvwDYI/AAAAAAAAASI/V0853KNTx8M/s1600-h/P1040537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212887055745420674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflKHvwDYI/AAAAAAAAASI/V0853KNTx8M/s400/P1040537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A funny rabbit picture educating people not to push in the MTR...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212888535796893010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfmgRXhRVI/AAAAAAAAATI/i7eIUxkzBzM/s400/P1040579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their version of NY Times Square... HK Style...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflCBr1AWI/AAAAAAAAASA/5ZOoxUETnDk/s1600-h/P1040523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886916679401826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFflCBr1AWI/AAAAAAAAASA/5ZOoxUETnDk/s400/P1040523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfk55_orFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VVth3ABfMTQ/s1600-h/P1040525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886777176042578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfk55_orFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/VVth3ABfMTQ/s400/P1040525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was impressed with this plastic bag machine for wet brollies. You just have to shove it in and pull and voila! The wet umbrella is in the plastic bag. They even have one for shorter umbrellas! How cool can you get!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfkwXiCmTI/AAAAAAAAARw/NCCv9iWsjIw/s1600-h/P1040513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886613306284338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfkwXiCmTI/AAAAAAAAARw/NCCv9iWsjIw/s400/P1040513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My new bag... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfkrAY7i2I/AAAAAAAAARo/9DhD4yW41-c/s1600-h/P1040606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886521194711906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfkrAY7i2I/AAAAAAAAARo/9DhD4yW41-c/s400/P1040606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bought from the biggest LV store in Asia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfklYNI9BI/AAAAAAAAARg/t4vT283OoAQ/s1600-h/P1040509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886424508494866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfklYNI9BI/AAAAAAAAARg/t4vT283OoAQ/s400/P1040509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfkevrgnbI/AAAAAAAAARY/cRR8hVlqffA/s1600-h/P1040508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212886310550805938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfkevrgnbI/AAAAAAAAARY/cRR8hVlqffA/s400/P1040508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212888345759852258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfmVNbKJuI/AAAAAAAAATA/A6JNtRkAh7s/s400/P1040595.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, notice anything wrong with the menu above? I didn't even realise it until my friend asked me nonchalantly," Aei, want to eat snake anot?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha... I was so tickled after that! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, had a great time there. Can't wait for my next getaway! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5658601621314099992?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5658601621314099992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5658601621314099992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5658601621314099992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5658601621314099992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-pictures-of-hk.html' title='More pictures of HK!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFfl_cazDxI/AAAAAAAAASw/L7dhRHcnyco/s72-c/P1040566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4453583814155411610</id><published>2008-06-13T21:39:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T22:40:20.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from HK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shopping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup... I am back from HK! What a trip... Let me show you some pictures of HK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8tvvOyvI/AAAAAAAAARI/jyAJJug8Upc/s1600-h/P1040528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211364844171610866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8tvvOyvI/AAAAAAAAARI/jyAJJug8Upc/s400/P1040528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's a little pooch I saw on the streets of HK. Very cute... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8hEnpMcI/AAAAAAAAARA/GOvV7rOw7Jg/s1600-h/P1040560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211364626438631874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8hEnpMcI/AAAAAAAAARA/GOvV7rOw7Jg/s400/P1040560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An ad I saw on the train... It's about caring for animals. From the SPCA in HK, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8ar5CdhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/J5761ErMAIs/s1600-h/P1040558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211364516721489426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8ar5CdhI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/J5761ErMAIs/s400/P1040558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the handrail in the form of Mickey Mouse's head in the train to Disneyland! Wow... nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8Sqq2jiI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ma_1v0TI9_E/s1600-h/P1040540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211364378954599970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8Sqq2jiI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ma_1v0TI9_E/s400/P1040540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the train came in Mickey Mouse windows... I went absolutely crazy! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8Ldip8bI/AAAAAAAAAQo/AOdwqguq8TU/s1600-h/P1040521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211364255171473842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8Ldip8bI/AAAAAAAAAQo/AOdwqguq8TU/s400/P1040521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The MTR... aka MRT in Singapore... is longer and faster than the one in Singapore. It's more complicated and the stations are connected somehow. Takes some getting used to... But at the top of it, it shows you where you are heading. The light blinks to show you where you are headed for... cool technology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7dtD_CCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/loS7ayMDOMw/s1600-h/P1040530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211363469063817250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7dtD_CCI/AAAAAAAAAQg/loS7ayMDOMw/s400/P1040530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dessert at 许留香。Nice dessert. It's full of watermelon! Nice to eat on a hot day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7YtcJ86I/AAAAAAAAAQY/E69i0_qyBBI/s1600-h/P1040529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211363383265850274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7YtcJ86I/AAAAAAAAAQY/E69i0_qyBBI/s400/P1040529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is their Mango Platter. I was eating mango almost everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7TKfXIlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ksxrEIffEqg/s1600-h/P1040526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211363287984710226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7TKfXIlI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ksxrEIffEqg/s400/P1040526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Roasted pork rice... from a 茶餐厅. Not too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7Na0o8DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/DOj39wz456k/s1600-h/P1040517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211363189289709618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7Na0o8DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/DOj39wz456k/s400/P1040517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the roasted goose rice.. Yummy too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7JAS49EI/AAAAAAAAAQA/I_TvtijCN_4/s1600-h/P1040512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211363113449354306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7JAS49EI/AAAAAAAAAQA/I_TvtijCN_4/s400/P1040512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another toufu dessert from 糖朝. Love it cos it's smooth and sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7Da7xheI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZqbHDV1OJo8/s1600-h/P1040511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211363017520940514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ7Da7xheI/AAAAAAAAAP4/ZqbHDV1OJo8/s400/P1040511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their mango dessert with toufu below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6wnblQ9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/whON7UI-YRA/s1600-h/P1040587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211362694458065874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6wnblQ9I/AAAAAAAAAPo/whON7UI-YRA/s400/P1040587.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Coach store at 兰桂坊. I like the lights and the brand all over the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6kvS7_eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ID7sq1RplLE/s1600-h/P1040583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211362490410860002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6kvS7_eI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ID7sq1RplLE/s400/P1040583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is an ad near 兰桂坊. Thought that the faces made it look unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6W5jfHYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/x9-hTjfcqi0/s1600-h/P1040575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211362252646456706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6W5jfHYI/AAAAAAAAAPY/x9-hTjfcqi0/s400/P1040575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was staying at Kowloon. So from where I was, I could see Hong Kong Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6FzqQ2TI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HaPQCiN1Fsc/s1600-h/P1040532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211361959006492978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ6FzqQ2TI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HaPQCiN1Fsc/s400/P1040532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is outside 女人街. You wouldn't be able to tell what time it was when I took the pic. It was 12am at night and there were still many people walking around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ57_Muc1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/c1tDUW9aFtk/s1600-h/P1040519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211361790305137490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ57_Muc1I/AAAAAAAAAPI/c1tDUW9aFtk/s400/P1040519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is outside 中环 MTR, near Exchange Square. It was a Sunday and for a moment, I thought I was outside Lucky Plaza. Yup.. you guessed it. The place where the Filipino maids congregate for their weekly outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ5qnAGK9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PKvAwxyVP8c/s1600-h/P1040578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211361491751939026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ5qnAGK9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/PKvAwxyVP8c/s400/P1040578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was just outside the hotel room. Yes... my room was overlooking a few blocks of residential apartments! They were really old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ5DNQWxgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lrNu7QyK_Vg/s1600-h/P1040599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211360814825915906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ5DNQWxgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lrNu7QyK_Vg/s400/P1040599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I bought quite a lot of stuff too. Too lazy to show it here. If I am free, I will do it. I went to the biggest LV shop in Asia! Hahaha... nice... so of course I rewarded myself with a bag. Will show in the next post. Something's wrong with my mouse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feelings about HK...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a great place for a night owl like me. The city never sleeps! You can find people selling curry fishballs at 3am in the morning! Unbelieveable huh? Some shops even close at 12am at night! I was out loitering every night looking for food and shopping! HK people work really hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   It's not a nice place to live in. Unlike Raffles Place and Shenton Way where it's totally dead at night and on weekends, HK's business district like 湾仔，中环，尖沙咀 have office buildings and residential blocks just next to each other and they are always bustling with activtiy! The buildings are built so close to each other that sometimes, I find myself feeling suffocated. Sometimes, when you walk along the shops, the water from the roof will drip on your head and I get irritated with that. I have learnt to avoid the wet patches I see on the ground cos that's where the water drips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   On the whole, the food is good. The mango desserts, roasted meats, egg tarts and curry fishballs... I had them almost everyday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the trip was nice cos I bought a lot of stuff there too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to the next trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4453583814155411610?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4453583814155411610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4453583814155411610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4453583814155411610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4453583814155411610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-from-hk.html' title='Back from HK!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SFJ8tvvOyvI/AAAAAAAAARI/jyAJJug8Upc/s72-c/P1040528.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4081457660346065858</id><published>2008-06-04T00:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T17:48:32.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Finally! It's the hols again... so with a bit more time on my hands, it's time to blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie and Roger now enjoy watching TV with me. They would sit by the wall and I would sit on the floor and scratch their ears and forehead. They love every minute of it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208331900069903810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEe2RKgAfcI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lEppTxVAh6E/s400/P1040507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV1NW0mKTI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xr9HnvkxmqY/s1600-h/P1040507.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV1Jk2y2zI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iGjOn-NesNU/s1600-h/P1040506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207697351496620850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV1Jk2y2zI/AAAAAAAAAOA/iGjOn-NesNU/s400/P1040506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But when they go back, Creme gets really jealous and poops everywhere! How I wish they are gold nuggets instead! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV1FNxwyaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/IIGCEjDRKkw/s1600-h/P1040504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207697276582021538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV1FNxwyaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/IIGCEjDRKkw/s400/P1040504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Roger still has the mood to sleep like a PIG!! One paw in the air, eyes closed.. oblivious to the surroundings! What a bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV1Av1_ULI/AAAAAAAAANw/a5mzPRrlEzA/s1600-h/P1040502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207697199827210418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV1Av1_ULI/AAAAAAAAANw/a5mzPRrlEzA/s400/P1040502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bird flew into the staff room the other day. It was so tiny and cute! Judy and I couldn't find it anywhere and it was sitting on Gail's workstation, sitting right before us! We cooed and aww-ed at it for the longest time when we saw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV03AcYFyI/AAAAAAAAANo/QDoNz6SDA0k/s1600-h/Birdie_Pic%40Staff+Rm+1+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207697032484493090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV03AcYFyI/AAAAAAAAANo/QDoNz6SDA0k/s400/Birdie_Pic%40Staff+Rm+1+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some sad news to share...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the Fab 4?I rescued their parents almost 5 years ago. They were being abandoned in a rubbish chute in a plastic bag. So cruel! Anyway, mummy was pregnant and she gave birth to 4 cute little babies a few days later and the rest is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV0yHE9XHI/AAAAAAAAANg/wCaST01gqFc/s1600-h/the_fab_4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207696948365974642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEV0yHE9XHI/AAAAAAAAANg/wCaST01gqFc/s400/the_fab_4a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recently, my friend who adopted one of the girls, Berry aka Lizzy, called me saying that Berry was having diarrohea. I advised her to send her to the vet. That led to a series of tests and vet visits. The reports weren't good. She was diagnosed as having liver cirossis which left her only 3 more months to live. Sigh... She's a fighter so my friend and I are not giving up on her. We will try to see if we can make her comfortable and happy during her remaining days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have any experience with bunnies suffering from liver cirossis, please share your experience with me. Time's running out for the little one... pray that she will be happy for the remaining days here... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4081457660346065858?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4081457660346065858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4081457660346065858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4081457660346065858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4081457660346065858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-updates_04.html' title='Some updates!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/SEe2RKgAfcI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/lEppTxVAh6E/s72-c/P1040507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-5612033102464622731</id><published>2008-04-10T23:46:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T00:14:50.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>certified bunny proofed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It cost me 1 telephone wire, 1 mouse wire, 1 laptop wire, 1 cable for tv and 1 cable for video recorder for me to realise that it's time to bunny proof my house! And so I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187647057985391106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_45g49RygI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rOkuUW0xbbk/s400/P1040400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at the state of the TV cables... the result of Roger's constant obsession with it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187648037237934626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_46Z49RyiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/C_lM19bIflw/s400/P1040396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Roger was shocked and disgusted. When I first let him out, he couldn't help but wonder why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_45n49RyhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4lUBag7QhqU/s1600-h/P1040414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187647178244475410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_45n49RyhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/4lUBag7QhqU/s400/P1040414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looked over to the other side... and wondered why the pastures on the other side look like they have more 'black wires'... ahem... i mean greener grass... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187646602718857698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_45GY9RyeI/AAAAAAAAALw/X9BDwAW8r9M/s400/P1040405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he took a leap of faith and really ended up on the other side! Hey! I swear I didn't put him in there! He literally jumped in! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187646353610754498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_44349RycI/AAAAAAAAALg/LteV2Ss2eDs/s400/P1040429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187646435215133138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_448o9RydI/AAAAAAAAALo/VPvbm0V3IXo/s400/P1040430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then he realised that it's not that good in there... so he went out in another leap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_45Y49RyfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uW0mki5ZEsc/s1600-h/P1040432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187646920546437618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_45Y49RyfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/uW0mki5ZEsc/s400/P1040432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Voila! He was gone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187646151747291554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_44sI9RyaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tM4y3YZ-wtA/s400/P1040408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;'I think the metal legs of the dining table look nice and delicious too... ' - Roger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby thought that Creme was grooming her so he left his head under the veggie... he looked funny under the leaf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_44fo9RyZI/AAAAAAAAALI/UzKJ3tEChpE/s1600-h/P1040334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187645936998926738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_44fo9RyZI/AAAAAAAAALI/UzKJ3tEChpE/s400/P1040334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie and Roger are having a nice snooze on the other side... especially Roger... who realised that there are no more wires for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_44Q49RyXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Ap3DyyCEyc4/s1600-h/P1040329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187645683595856242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_44Q49RyXI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Ap3DyyCEyc4/s400/P1040329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187650085937334850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_48RI9RykI/AAAAAAAAAMg/qL_HSuajjmQ/s400/P1040331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-5612033102464622731?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/5612033102464622731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=5612033102464622731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5612033102464622731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/5612033102464622731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/04/certified-bunny-proofed.html' title='certified bunny proofed!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R_45g49RygI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rOkuUW0xbbk/s72-c/P1040400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-3380534481895266383</id><published>2008-02-17T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T23:38:32.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally outrageous!</title><content type='html'>Read this website about how students of Monash University use live rabbits for experiments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alv.org.au/storyarchive/0802monash/monashrabbits.php"&gt;http://www.alv.org.au/storyarchive/0802monash/monashrabbits.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cruel and I thought there are rules which govern the use of live animals in laboratories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your part now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-3380534481895266383?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/3380534481895266383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=3380534481895266383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3380534481895266383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3380534481895266383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/02/totally-outrageous.html' title='totally outrageous!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4305526302490157863</id><published>2008-02-16T13:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T13:46:12.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah meng...</title><content type='html'>Heard the news that Ah Meng passed away last week, on the second day of CNY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how we always used to say fondly when we were young that when we go to the zoo, we would go and look for Ah Meng. She was always associated with the zoo. One mention of her and anyone would know where to find her. She was so famous that when I was young, we also called each other nicknames and one of them which we would use is her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sad that she's gone... the zoo seems strange without her... I will always remember this lady orang utan who forms so much of my childhood memories of the zoo. I want to thank her for the wonderful memories she has given me about the Singapore Zoo, her legacy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll be deeply missed by many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.smh.com.au/news/news/singapore-zoos-most-famous-icon-&lt;br /&gt;ah-meng-dies/2008/02/11/1202578640342.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4305526302490157863?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4305526302490157863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4305526302490157863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4305526302490157863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4305526302490157863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2008/02/ah-meng.html' title='ah meng...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-1515390327747775709</id><published>2007-12-24T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T17:58:35.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas eve...</title><content type='html'>Chai is leaving sunny Singapore for Melbourne in a few hours' time. She's moving to aussieland, uprooted her entire family to move over there to see if life is going to be better there. Not that life isn't better here, but it's always good to try something new for the kids to see if the system there might suit them better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will miss her loads. I have known her since I first started teaching almost 14 years ago. She and I go way back to those days when we were still rookies in a new school. She was brave, dedicated, committed to her job and was and still is a very good friend to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh... when I first knew about it, it felt weird. I didn't know what it meant... I thought maybe she wasn't serious... maybe she was just thinking about it... maybe she would still stay on... I was still hoping very hard that she would stay on cos she was the one who would always look out for me in school and in my life... she was like a friend whom I could trust in the school who will not talk behind my back unlike some 'gossipy' colleagues in school who had nothing better to do but discuss about your private life behind your back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's a great friend and I will surely miss her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the empty table where all her things used to occupy. I would always walk down that narrow aisle and shout for her name to go for lunch with me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147471707772884338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R29-PuktFXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lbFKoQhWf6Q/s400/IMAGE_035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope that everything goes well for her and that her family will settle down in Melbourne nice and happy. Here's wishing her all the best...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's her wearing the new pair of sunglasses all of us bought for her. Nice huh? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147470758585111890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R299YektFVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xILd0vKZ2NE/s400/IMAGE_071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147470591081387330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R299OuktFUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/E0AZCZzvhpw/s400/IMAGE_070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Teri, Esther's pet terrapin. I was pet-sitting him a couple of days when the whole family went to Genting for a holiday. He was a cute and shy little fellow. He would hide in his shell when I put my hand in. He would struggle like crazy to get out only to be turned upside down, four paws in the air and then he would turn himself back again! Hahaha.. what a cool terrapin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147473588968560018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R29_9OktFZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_0a_etrJaHU/s400/IMAGE_068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Creme is well again! She didn't tear at all for the past 2 weeks. I think she misses Dr Heng, that's why :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shopping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Cheng, Esther and I went absolutely crazy one afternoon during the hols and we each bought ourselves a nice Gucci bag. That is mine below. Let's not talk about the price... I like it... :) My next big purchase would be the Tag Heur watch worn by Uma Thurman. Nice! The bling is enough to blind you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147473455824573826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R29_1ektFYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1bvrzNOIuaw/s400/IMAGE_063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also bought 3 pairs of shoes, 4 dresses, a few blouses and a skirt. That's quite enough for the hols. I also renewed my mani-pedi package which I didn't know why. I guess I was so attracted by the nice nails which I saw the other day on my feet when I went for my session at Strip Co-ed. Hmmm... Finally made appointment for my facial and massage too. My new year resolution would be to finish up all the packages which I have signed up for!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In case I don't get to blog before the new year...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's wishing one and all... Merry X'mas and a Happy New Year! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-1515390327747775709?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/1515390327747775709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=1515390327747775709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1515390327747775709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/1515390327747775709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas eve...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R29-PuktFXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lbFKoQhWf6Q/s72-c/IMAGE_035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8807754505774119881</id><published>2007-12-09T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T03:34:18.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Ollie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching some stuff at Youtube when I came across this girl's video about her cat which had passed away. I thought about my Ollie and I felt so sad that I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bHydsaRqNQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3bHydsaRqNQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think a lot about him. It breaks my heart everytime when I think about how he struggled to meet me that day at the vet. I was so happy to see him and yet my heart was aching cos he was suffering and I couldn't do anything about it. That was the last time I saw him. I haven't spent enough time with you, Ollie. I miss you so much, pal... You have been the sweetest baby I've ever had... Kind, generous and big-hearted... I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141686079653230258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1rwP2RNNrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xouB5SmXmBw/s400/P1030123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'If you wait for me then I'll come for you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Although I've travelled far &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always hold a place for you in my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you think of me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you miss me once in a while &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I'll return to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll return and fill that space in your heart .'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ The Promise by Tracy Chapman&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8807754505774119881?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8807754505774119881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8807754505774119881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8807754505774119881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8807754505774119881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/12/missing-ollie.html' title='Missing Ollie...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1rwP2RNNrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xouB5SmXmBw/s72-c/P1030123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-6710662536654862782</id><published>2007-12-03T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T18:08:15.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new post for december...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PTS2RNNnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HDudeDHPxMU/s1600-R/IMAGE_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creme isn't that good :( Her eye is still tearing. Dr Heng says it could be cos one of her teeth is too long. She has to go through GA this Thursday just to trim her tooth and to check for any bad ones. Although it's just a minor op, it's a huge thing when rabbits go through GA. Pray hard for her cos she's really a sweet and brave little girl. I took the pics below when they were out playing once. They laid on the floor beside each other. The pic is blurry as I took them from the living room where I sat to use the computer. It was such a lovely sight that I had to take it on the spot without moving an inch... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139681266228868610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PQ4WRNNgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EnOK2BCepcI/s400/creme+and+baby+1+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139681141674817010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PQxGRNNfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/itHAx6A9e4M/s400/creme+and+baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roger loves his fiddlesticks house! He absolutely adores it. He would find every opportunity to hide in there and look outrageously adorable with his head outside the fiddlesticks house. Scroll down and have a look :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139682382920365602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PR5WRNNiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QxMc6fWnRtU/s400/roger+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139682266956248594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PRymRNNhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kamXeDg3icM/s400/manicure+roger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crossing his paws like a lady? Oh NO ROGER!! You are a boy!!! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at Outback near Suntec City that evening and I had quite a delightful meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is the nice bread which I ate. It was nice and warm when it came! I love the cheese spread! Nice and yummy bread! Even the ones at Cafe Cartel pales in comparison...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139683375057810994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PSzGRNNjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3_CceUoOQsw/s400/IMAGE_037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the main course which is... a bit chewy... thought that the beef could be better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139683692885390930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PTFmRNNlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/w7hIQb4C-DQ/s400/IMAGE_038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dessert was perfect! I like the feeling of the warm brownie and cold ice cream in the mouth! DELICIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139683551151470146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PS9WRNNkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ysKK3NmGc3Y/s400/IMAGE_040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than the beef being a bit too chewy, everything else was still not too bad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TV&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My next favourite show is ... HEROES... and my favourite line is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Save the cheerleader and save the world...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139686089477142146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PVRGRNNoI/AAAAAAAAAJg/J0JCRNxIEVs/s400/heroes_promo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.justjared.com/headlines/2007/01/heroes-spoilers.jpg" target="_top"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh no... I am turning into a TV junkie... :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-6710662536654862782?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/6710662536654862782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=6710662536654862782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6710662536654862782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6710662536654862782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-post-for-december.html' title='new post for december...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R1PQ4WRNNgI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EnOK2BCepcI/s72-c/creme+and+baby+1+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-2535309181614809209</id><published>2007-11-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:36:59.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes are for the better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to change my blog to something which is about the 4 things I basically LOVE. They are my rabbits, TV, food and shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbits&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creme is tearing again. Luckily, the vet gave her a positive report. Hopefully it will clear after a week of antibiotics and eye drops. I have never seen anyone so enthusiastic about taking medicine before! She licks it from the syringe with such delight that I wonder if she is really taking her medicine! Sometimes when she has finished the medicine, she would still be biting the syringe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My colleague brought some jelly beans to school! Look at them! They were so colourful! I love the one which says bubble gum especially. Brings back childhood memories about chewing gum and all... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L6meNt_zI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IPaVfeewjNQ/s1600-h/IMAGE_027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134942064008363826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L6meNt_zI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IPaVfeewjNQ/s400/IMAGE_027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L6RONt_yI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yDUVDakWp9M/s1600-h/P1040171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what Chai and I ate at this Jap restaurant at Wheelock Place. The food was great! The place is called The Sun and The Moon? I am not very sure but I know I am very amused by the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L6GeNt_xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/IZu3OThx-Yw/s1600-h/jap+food+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134941514252549906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L6GeNt_xI/AAAAAAAAAHw/IZu3OThx-Yw/s400/jap+food+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the dessert! I love the round stuff on the sticks. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L59ONt_wI/AAAAAAAAAHo/MmfnbMcBb7g/s1600-h/jap+food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134941355338759938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L59ONt_wI/AAAAAAAAAHo/MmfnbMcBb7g/s400/jap+food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TV&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone who has been talking to me recently would know that I am currently still suffering from withdrawal symptons after I finished watching the entire 3 seasons of Grey's Anatomy! Fantastic show about interns working at the fictitious Seattle Grace Hospital. That day when my principal actually used one of the most used lines from the show, I looked for Esther wanting to give her the LOOK. But she was nowhere to be found :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134946144227295042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L-T-Nt_0I/AAAAAAAAAII/1tvosUo01Jk/s400/seriously.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want this shirt... SERIOUSLY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:) Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-2535309181614809209?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/2535309181614809209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=2535309181614809209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2535309181614809209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2535309181614809209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/11/changes-are-for-better.html' title='changes are for the better...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/R0L6meNt_zI/AAAAAAAAAIA/IPaVfeewjNQ/s72-c/IMAGE_027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-3174935339827053681</id><published>2007-11-16T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:00:37.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy busy busy!</title><content type='html'>Yup! I have been really busy in school. Have been staying till 6ish everyday in school. Lots of work to complete even though it's the holidays already. We were busy in school rethinking about the school's mission, vision and values. I wonder if my rabbits were to have their mission, vision and values, what would they be then? Food for thought... :) Will post their mission, vision and values in the next post. have to discuss and brainstorm with them ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRSS calendars 2008 are now on sale! A preview of the calendar is below. Do email me if you want one for yourself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133461550126726802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz24FONt_pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OES05RHGxPo/s400/hrss+calendar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133463036185411298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz25buNt_uI/AAAAAAAAAHM/S-t3Roe0_kY/s400/hrss+calendar+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that they are done very nicely! Great work guys! :) Here's a link to our website if you wish to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hrss.net/abt/news/2007/Calendar2008.htm"&gt;http://www.hrss.net/abt/news/2007/Calendar2008.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the right thing! Help us to help the abandoned rabbits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the cover of the ASD's calendar (Action for Singapore Dogs). They are selling their calendars too. Thought that it's nice too. Do your part for animal welfare groups so that they can help more abandoned animals out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133460738377907794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz23V-Nt_lI/AAAAAAAAAGE/XJY_Q7lPnFE/s400/asd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, the bunnies at home are still pretty laid back, enjoying life, chasing each other, fighting for food occasionally, resting and relaxing... nice huh?&lt;/p&gt;Updates at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 'thief' with her slice of apple. She was worried that Roger her big greedy friend would snatch her favourite apple slice away so she grabbed the slice from my hand, ran to the triangular house which I made for her and hid there quietly to enjoy her food. Roger couldn't find her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz24muNt_tI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dIhzRFsan-g/s1600-h/the+thief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133462125652344530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz24muNt_tI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dIhzRFsan-g/s400/the+thief.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Roger lending a 'paw' to Gracie to lean on! He's finally becoming a fine young gentleman after months of home schooling by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz24XeNt_rI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zt2DnosEbhI/s1600-h/sweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133461863659339442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz24XeNt_rI/AAAAAAAAAG0/zt2DnosEbhI/s400/sweet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creme and Baby caught the 'busy' vibe from me. Good! Chewing and chewing and chewing their apple sticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz23u-Nt_oI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2KeNOLHRusE/s1600-h/busy+bunnies+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133461167874637442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz23u-Nt_oI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2KeNOLHRusE/s400/busy+bunnies+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz23pONt_nI/AAAAAAAAAGU/SHbSqh00PGw/s1600-h/busy+bunnies+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133461069090389618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz23pONt_nI/AAAAAAAAAGU/SHbSqh00PGw/s400/busy+bunnies+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz23bONt_mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rt06r10s-p4/s1600-h/busy+bunnies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133460828572221026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz23bONt_mI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rt06r10s-p4/s400/busy+bunnies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carpe Diem! - Odes 1.1 by Horace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-3174935339827053681?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/3174935339827053681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=3174935339827053681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3174935339827053681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/3174935339827053681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy-busy-busy.html' title='busy busy busy!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rz24FONt_pI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OES05RHGxPo/s72-c/hrss+calendar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-964426538027884911</id><published>2007-10-21T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:19:16.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recently...</title><content type='html'>Not many things happened recently except that there was once when I let Roger out to play, both his ears were caught in the handle of my bag. He ran off frantically with the bag behind him cos he was so frightened! It was a hysterical sight! I couldn't help but laugh at him! :D Okay... me=bad owner... BUT it was really hysterical! Okay... here are some updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger was so hungry that he ate till a stalk of veg landed on top of his head. I wonder how he did that... I swear I didn't put it on top of his head ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdvwthWmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GtHng2Ck3dc/s1600-h/veg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123792076175137378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdvwthWmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GtHng2Ck3dc/s400/veg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdpQthWlI/AAAAAAAAAF0/FizZgs4MAj8/s1600-h/sphinx.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Creme's poop. Pearly poop... cos they looked like a string of pearls except that it's black! Why do they look like that? This happens as rabbits groom themselves a lot. In the process of doing that, they eat a lot of their fur which needs to be pushed out from their bodies or they will die. Lots of fibre in their diet will do the trick. So hay is a MUST for them. This is what you get when they eat a lot of their fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdjwthWkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vPk0EVwOewo/s1600-h/pearly+poop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123791870016707138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdjwthWkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vPk0EVwOewo/s400/pearly+poop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... the rampage continues at home... This is what you get if you don't keep your bunnies entertained. Docile and sweet they may look... but they can be very destructive too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtddQthWjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_gefxBFytXo/s1600-h/mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123791758347557426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtddQthWjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/_gefxBFytXo/s400/mess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet couple huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdYAthWiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lHj-oGbX40M/s1600-h/lovey+dovey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123791668153244194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdYAthWiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lHj-oGbX40M/s400/lovey+dovey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love close-up shots of my bunnies! Look at how Gracie is staring into the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdTAthWhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cUxb7cQ0i7k/s1600-h/closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123791582253898258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdTAthWhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cUxb7cQ0i7k/s400/closeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at handsome Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdJQthWgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7sO4T2awJ_A/s1600-h/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123791414750173698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdJQthWgI/AAAAAAAAAFM/7sO4T2awJ_A/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have a great week! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-964426538027884911?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/964426538027884911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=964426538027884911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/964426538027884911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/964426538027884911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/10/recently.html' title='recently...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RxtdvwthWmI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GtHng2Ck3dc/s72-c/veg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8668788089211493965</id><published>2007-10-01T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:41:32.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animal abuse..</title><content type='html'>I read in shock about the different animal abuse cases happening in Singapore... Check out the link here from SPCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spca.org.sg/help_us/stop_abuse.asp"&gt;http://www.spca.org.sg/help_us/stop_abuse.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the different pages about what people do to the poor, defenceless animals and you ask your self why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated. ~ Mahatma Gandhi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8668788089211493965?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8668788089211493965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8668788089211493965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8668788089211493965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8668788089211493965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/10/animal-abuse.html' title='animal abuse..'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-8692601898664997074</id><published>2007-09-25T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:58:10.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roger in pony tails..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have tried to imagine Roger in pony tails cos he's a lop ear rabbit and the ears are black so when they droop, they look like they are pony tails. I took a pic of him just now and added pink ribbons to it in microsoft paint. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how he looks... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114155818830354930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RvkhnwthWfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oTg-yPkCI7g/s400/roger+in+pony+tail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So.. does he look like a sweet little gal rabbit now? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vote please! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-8692601898664997074?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/8692601898664997074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=8692601898664997074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8692601898664997074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/8692601898664997074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/09/roger-in-pony-tails.html' title='roger in pony tails..'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RvkhnwthWfI/AAAAAAAAAEk/oTg-yPkCI7g/s72-c/roger+in+pony+tail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4765677651253615989</id><published>2007-09-17T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T23:54:06.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rescued bunny at bishan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yes! Another rabbit has been found abandoned. This time, it is at a field just next to Bishan Junction 8. Someone wrote to us to inform us about the rabbit. Since I happened to be there last Saturday night, I went looking for it but it was nowhere to be found.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At about 8 just now, I received a call from the same someone who wrote to us. She found out from the security guard that the rabbit had been hiding among the debris for quite some time already and she needed someone to help her to look for the bunny together with her. However, I wasn't able to get anyone to go down immediately. Suddenly thought of my friend who stayed at AMK and called him. He rushed down immediately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While they were there searching for the bunny, they attracted some attention from the workers so they all joined in the search. Quite amusing to see at least 7 grown up men gathering around a pile of debris in search of a bunny! I was touched by everyone's help. So I went to get them all some drinks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meanwhile, the bunny came out and ran back in again. Everyone was running frantically trying to catch it. They hit the debris with poles, with anything they could find just to get it to come out. After a long wait(almost 2 hours mind you), it finally came out and they chased it again and the rest was history. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;According to the workers, it has been there for the past 3 months. A female dwarf in dark grey fur. Just a bit muddy in its hind area. Other than that, it looks okay. Hope that it'd be fine from now on. To the owner who has abandoned it, no words can express how heartless you are to a young and defenceless living thing. I wish you can experience the agony, the helpelessness and hunger that this young little one must have felt for the past 3 months. You didn't get rid of her. It's good riddance to you for she was the one who has abandoned you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, thanks to the help of the construction workers at the site and my friend, the rabbit would never be found! You could see everyone's happy faces when it was found!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking frightened when held. She struggled still when carried! What a fiesty little one! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Ru6fNIfQ7DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iaUhIID6nrU/s1600-h/rescued+girl+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111197675077823538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Ru6fNIfQ7DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iaUhIID6nrU/s400/rescued+girl+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In my carrier looking stressed. Hope she'll be fine :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Ru6fEYfQ7CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/a_8TG5FB1yY/s1600-h/rescued+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111197524753968162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Ru6fEYfQ7CI/AAAAAAAAAEU/a_8TG5FB1yY/s400/rescued+girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please help to pray that she'd be safe and healthy from now on... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4765677651253615989?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4765677651253615989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4765677651253615989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4765677651253615989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4765677651253615989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/09/rescued-bunny-at-bishan.html' title='rescued bunny at bishan!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Ru6fNIfQ7DI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iaUhIID6nrU/s72-c/rescued+girl+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-6891822692592466924</id><published>2007-09-13T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T20:37:09.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A true gentleman...</title><content type='html'>A true gentleman will stand by his lady no matter what happens... Watch how Baby does it... &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109665299466087410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RukthIfQ6_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/SsoUOkNujWM/s400/roger+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So sweet and polite of him huh? Lying close and comfortable next to Creme :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other side, things were a wee bit different... Roger was doing this instead...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109665424020139010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuktoYfQ7AI/AAAAAAAAAEE/a6u9NSq-QYI/s400/roger+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He asked Gracie to smell his smelly butt! Hmph!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109665050357984226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuktSofQ6-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gm0wkUeX6ug/s400/smelly+butt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;                                                   "Oh man... smelly, smelly, SMELLY! "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109665514214452242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RukttofQ7BI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YW5PMQkQFBw/s400/roger+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what does the 'unruly' say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I am still learning ok?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-6891822692592466924?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/6891822692592466924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=6891822692592466924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6891822692592466924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/6891822692592466924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/09/true-gentleman.html' title='A true gentleman...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RukthIfQ6_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/SsoUOkNujWM/s72-c/roger+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-703591430627695291</id><published>2007-09-10T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:12:23.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>Ok... I know I haven't been writing cos I have been busy at school! Hmmm... plus I have been lazy too... *sheepish*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never mind about that but lots of things have been happening at home with the 4 of them... Let me update you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Gracie and Roger are now officially living together! Ehhh... sounds scandalous... but they are just play-pen mates. Good friends and nothing else, ok? When I first put him in, he was busy humping her even though he was sterilised already. Can't blame him cos afterall, he's still a young hot-blooded teenage male bunny and Gracie has been taught since young to just offer her tiny head for grooming by another bunny! Haha... I was worried about them cos Gracie was acting all coy about it. She was avoiding him... going near him... avoiding him... like the female lead in those Bollywood dramas. She has never behaved this way towards Ollie when he first came to my place. So it looked kinda weird to see her behaving this way... Geez... it took them almost 2 days to iron out any differences between them. Finally, Roger understood he 'can't do it' anymore and Gracie happily found a new friend in him. All's well that ends well once again... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108528143347371554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUjR71OTiI/AAAAAAAAADM/udvcnNgcSgk/s400/roger+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108528250721553970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUjYL1OTjI/AAAAAAAAADU/mXY8mssO2y4/s400/roger+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't the 2 of them look great here? :) Yea... She would look for every opportunity to snuggle up to him and he would happily lie next to her when she allows him to do so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) There's a mini-fur storm taking place at my home right now! My vaccum is now being put to good use... Look at Roger... his uneven fur. At least it got rid of all his matted and ugly yellowish fur once and for all! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108528465469918802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUjkr1OTlI/AAAAAAAAADk/0mNZU9PfwB0/s400/roger+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) One fine and lazy and feel-like-sleeping-in morning, I woke up to find this...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108527640836197858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUi0r1OTeI/AAAAAAAAACs/t8K-Yg3Qkxs/s400/pics+august+2007+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and this... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108526996591103394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUiPL1OTaI/AAAAAAAAACM/RgZOtV90z0Y/s400/items+for+sale+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so... I did what I was best at... I SCREAMED!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4) It wasn't me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108527301533781442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUig71OTcI/AAAAAAAAACc/0w8rtQdOb3k/s400/pics+august+2007+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was just busy pooping...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108527791160053234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUi9b1OTfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/taQeAK3npcU/s400/pics+august+2007+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It wasn't me... I was just busy posing as a model...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108527894239268354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUjDb1OTgI/AAAAAAAAAC8/l48TPM3uW5c/s400/pics+august+2007+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember? That song by Shaggy... Oh yes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5) Baby thinks he looks cool 'smoking'... Nah... he's not smoking. He's busy chewing his apple stick. He was really engrossed in it cos he was chewing and chewing... and chewing while I took pics of him!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108528336620899906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUjdL1OTkI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZlgUqTyqM9o/s400/roger+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6) Funny pics of Roger... the in-guy now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the green chin... dirty boy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108527971548679698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUjH71OThI/AAAAAAAAADE/HxNOmIpac5s/s400/pics+august+2007+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Roger and his helicopter ears!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108527533462015442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUiub1OTdI/AAAAAAAAACk/tHU2GQEid_U/s400/pics+august+2007+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 'KPO' boy... he loves to 'LOOK' into the camera... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108527125440122290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUiWr1OTbI/AAAAAAAAACU/D2DuH1zeQ2I/s400/items+for+sale+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-703591430627695291?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/703591430627695291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=703591430627695291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/703591430627695291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/703591430627695291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RuUjR71OTiI/AAAAAAAAADM/udvcnNgcSgk/s72-c/roger+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-2031843483468315883</id><published>2007-06-13T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T13:38:51.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just rescued a rabbit :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I didn't spot him first. It was my dad who went jogging last week near the park at my place. There is an expressway next to the park and Dad found him wandering among the bushes just next to the expressway! *horror* Anyway, Dad even went up to him to give him a pat. But he disappeared shortly. My dad went back again the same day but couldn't find him anywhere. I went back the next day and I still couldn't find him anywhere. It rained heavily the next day and I was thinking... that was it. Don't think he could have survived...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT, HE DID!!!! cos more than a week later, Dad spotted him wandering at the same place again! He called me immediately and was talking to me when he disappeared among the bushes again. I rushed down immediately. Dad directed me to the same spot and I was standing there for like only 10 seconds when...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got bitten by mosquitoes! ARGH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't take it so I quickly stood on the pavement while my dad went around the bushes to see if he could still spot him. He came back to where I was standing and we stood there chatting for a while to see if he would come out. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were just talking for less than a minute when I suddenly saw a bob of white fur hopping out from the bushes from the corner of my eye. It's him! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart started to beat really fast and I told my dad that we shall approach him cautiously and quietly. He came nearer to us and my dad went behind him. I just shouted 'rabbit! rabbit! good rabbit', gave him 2 pats and grabbed him and put him in the carrier! It was so easy! Dad and I started laughing really loudly after that cos we were happy that this little fellow was finally found and the rest is history.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;presenting to you... roger rabbit!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075412119135145538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98boHDTkI/AAAAAAAAABs/BemsdQPKfG0/s400/P1030753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He has some special markings around his eye area. Looks like he's wearing black eyeliner so he's a hotot. His ears are drooping down so he's a lop but not a full lop cos he can still &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;erect one of his ears when he's feeling 'KPO' about some strange noises. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm99Q4HDTnI/AAAAAAAAACE/QfQhn9d5cT0/s1600-h/P1030764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075413033963179634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm99Q4HDTnI/AAAAAAAAACE/QfQhn9d5cT0/s400/P1030764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how he looks like when he's eating... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm99IYHDTmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fHJJIUY-WZs/s1600-h/P1030761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075412887934291554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm99IYHDTmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/fHJJIUY-WZs/s400/P1030761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Roger sleeps like a PIG! He will flop to his side contentedly and nothing... NO NOISE can wake him up... geez... I dropped my keys and he just went on sleeping like a pig!!!! oh boy... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm980YHDTlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tHx40SRc2t4/s1600-h/P1030756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075412544336907858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm980YHDTlI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tHx40SRc2t4/s400/P1030756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He looks like he has fainted here... haha... Notice that the carpet has been 'removed' courtesy of him. I laid the carpet for him cos it would be easier for him to stand as the granite flooring can be quite slippery. He pushed the carpet away and slept on the floor as it's cooler for him! haha... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, will post more pictures of him. Meanwhile, the other 3 in the other room are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98ToHDTjI/AAAAAAAAABk/c-RJE9BGzUw/s1600-h/P1030749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075411981696192050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98ToHDTjI/AAAAAAAAABk/c-RJE9BGzUw/s400/P1030749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... &lt;strong&gt;busy hiding among the hay... trying very hard to blend in with the hay so that I cannot see her... try harder, Gracie! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98MIHDTiI/AAAAAAAAABc/79mHPP8DM0A/s1600-h/P1030740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075411852847173154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98MIHDTiI/AAAAAAAAABc/79mHPP8DM0A/s400/P1030740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;... busy searching for more veggies in the bowl... greedy girl! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98C4HDThI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZGJSDioDBAo/s1600-h/P1030739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075411693933383186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98C4HDThI/AAAAAAAAABU/ZGJSDioDBAo/s400/P1030739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... busy 'rotting' away on a lazy afternoon... oblivious to all the drama outside the room... haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-2031843483468315883?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/2031843483468315883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=2031843483468315883' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2031843483468315883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/2031843483468315883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-rescued-rabbit.html' title='i just rescued a rabbit :)'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rm98boHDTkI/AAAAAAAAABs/BemsdQPKfG0/s72-c/P1030753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4478800087974278574</id><published>2007-04-30T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T16:35:16.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;haven't been able to blog eversince ollie passed away. missed him still. everytime i read all about what i wrote about him again, tears would still well up in my eyes. i still can't believe that he's gone. i haven't really got over it. his urn is at the place where he would usually rest when he's out. i would leave it there for as long as i can. i hanged a picture of him above the urn too. missed him loads... these are some pictures which i took of him just 3 days before he left. i can't believe how their health can take such a drastic turn within days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjlu7E9NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oG_z7CEu9tk/s1600-h/P1030213.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059199993811104978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjlu7E9NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oG_z7CEu9tk/s400/P1030213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; cute ollie and gracie lying by the window...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjee7E9MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Y7_MKjDnd74/s1600-h/P1030222.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059199869257053378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjee7E9MI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Y7_MKjDnd74/s400/P1030222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; cute ollie resting his chin on gracie's head... what a sweet couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjXO7E9LI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Dvbbl2OiHog/s1600-h/P1030211.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059199744703001778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjXO7E9LI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Dvbbl2OiHog/s400/P1030211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another picture of them together... they really look good together... sigh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, noticed that all 3's tummy getting bigger... notice the huge bulge when they lie down on the floor sideways to rest... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059200354588357906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXj6u7E9RI/AAAAAAAAABM/KzK66rJ2ly8/s400/big+tummy+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059200281573913858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXj2e7E9QI/AAAAAAAAABE/u4WHZe-M0Tk/s400/big+tummy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;creme is moulting like crazy! notice how strange her 'eyebrows' look... or are they her eye brows? nah... just some moulting on the head which makes her look funny! hahaha... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059200165609796850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjvu7E9PI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XmyaCgJv01k/s400/cute+eyebrows1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;another picture of her 'eyebrows'... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059200101185287394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjr-7E9OI/AAAAAAAAAA0/9xmNF6p-yUk/s400/cute+eyebrows.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4478800087974278574?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4478800087974278574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4478800087974278574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4478800087974278574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4478800087974278574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogging.html' title='blogging...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/RjXjlu7E9NI/AAAAAAAAAAs/oG_z7CEu9tk/s72-c/P1030213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-4833931162836573142</id><published>2007-02-23T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:58:19.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>special thanks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rd5D8LwxvoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vy7L6-uJHG0/s1600-h/ollie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034536134675381890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rd5D8LwxvoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vy7L6-uJHG0/s400/ollie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are many people whom I would like to thank... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My parents... for always being there to help me no matter how troublesome it was... they are like the "eveready" batteries, always on alert and able to manage a 'crisis' with no sweat and no fuss... ferrying me around to the vet, home, vet, pet crematorium... with no complaints whatsoever... Thank you very much...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angie... for always listening to me and offering her invaluable advice about rabbits and emtional support. She will always share any experience she has with her rabbits anytime when I needed her... Thank you from the bottom of my heart...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esther... for rushing down to the vet to meet me when I cried on the phone on the platform at CCK MRT when I called her. I was so mentally strained that I just cried and let go... She offered to accompany me and fed Baby with veg at the vet's while I comforted Ollie. She squealed when the cat stalked her and comforted me when I needed her to do so. She is no animal lover to begin with and yet she put up with the smell at the vet and stayed put just to show her support... GREAT friend! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr Heng of The Joyous Vet... for always being so nice and gracious just like her name. She's so patient with me and with all my rabbits. She went down twice each day during CNY just to take care of the hospitalised animals. You might think that it's cos she's paid to do so. But I always believe that you need someone as committed and caring as her to understand the needs of her patients and the patients' owners. A big thank you to you and your girls at TJV!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Cheng and Sharmila... for rushing down to my place the moment they heard that Ollie had passed away. They kept me company and made me laugh even though I was so upset about his death. GREAT friends too! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my brothers... for putting up with the inconvenience of having no car for a day and the other brother for sharing the grief with me... he was chatting with me on MSN about Ollie when he suddenly logged off... I think he needed a moment while I cried on the computer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gracie... for being such a sweet rabbit... I think she knew that something had happened... She couldn't find her friend anywhere and she would crouch in a corner and tremble... When I needed her to pray with me for Ollie, she graciously put her paws together with me and closed her eyes to pray for him. I love you too, Gracie...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, Oliver aka Ollie aka Bui-bui... for being the most gentle bunny in the world... for being ever so forgiving even if others have bullied you... for being such a fuss-free rabbit with no expectations at all, for being so laid back and sweet... for being so cute and handsome... I love you and I will miss you very very very very very very very much... :( I will never forget you... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-4833931162836573142?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/4833931162836573142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=4833931162836573142' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4833931162836573142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/4833931162836573142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2007/02/special-thanks.html' title='special thanks...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8NMtKzDjOEI/Rd5D8LwxvoI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Vy7L6-uJHG0/s72-c/ollie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-117208006023374065</id><published>2007-02-22T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:47:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in loving memory of oliver...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/1600/35518/my%20precious%20ollie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/400/200461/my%20precious%20ollie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  ? to 21 Feb 2007                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i remembered how i found him on the website of HRSS when he was up for adoption. his pic is still there. he was cute, a ball of fur and exceptionally good in his litter habits, i made an appointment to meet up with his fosterer and lo and behold, i passed the interview and he was in my home with gracie...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he went through a lot during the first few years of his life. changes to a new environment... i shifted place several times but he and gracie took it well. finally when i thought that i have a bigger place for them to run around in, finally no more complains about how they smell, how their fur is flying around in the house, i lost oliver...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i loved him so much... he was the gentle giant among the 4. he had such a big heart that everyone would fall in love with him immediately. he won the hearts of my mum who disliked animals with his gentle demeanour and forgiving heart. he never once whine or cry when i showed the others more love. he was never the kind to complain. he loves his food and runs and his fave spot by the window where he will watch the cars and the people go by. i always wonder what he was thinking of. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wonder if he hates me... hates me for not taking good care of him. i told him how much i loved him and that i would miss him when he's gone. he held on so hard and waited for me to visit him after work. he struggled to greet me but he couldn't... my heart ached and i prayed so hard for him to pull through...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but he didn't make it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my only consolation was that he died peacefully... i hope he wasn't in a lot of pain... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oliver... i love you... i know you are happy now that your suffering is over. i want you to know that i am so proud of you for trying so hard the last few days to hold on because of me and gracie. i know you have been a brave old boy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till we meet again... pal... till we meet again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-117208006023374065?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-116748039039953957</id><published>2006-12-30T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:08:15.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being adventurous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I shall do a quick summary of their temperaments before telling you what happened to all 4 when I decided to let them come out to play.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gracie - fierce, aggressive, possessive, nice towards humans but hates her own, thinks she's the Queen and behaves like one too, bossy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oliver - sweet-natured, gentle, will only retaliate if he can't take it anymore which is very seldom, blur-look 24/7, fat, eats and eats...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creme - nice, gentle, brave yet sweet, only one among the 4 who will lick your hand, thinks she's a doggie, very very greedy, eats all the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby - whines a lot, acts fierce but is a scaredy cat in reality, the 'kan-cheong' bunny who hides at the slightest noise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And so I decided to let them out to play and guess who was the most adventurous of them all?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLIVER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm... so unlike him right? He was running around enjoying himself. He made a dash to the living room, made a U-turn and raced back to his room not forgetting to binky during his way back! Geez... I have had him for 4 years and never once did I see him binky! He must be really happy to get out! Haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gracie was so scared... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am serious. She was so scared that when I tried to lure her out with the pellets, she would keep her hind legs back at her play area and only dared to put her front paws in the bowl. Look at the pictures below.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/142256/sharing%20food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/394134/traps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She thinks that I have laid booby traps on the floor to trap her... Like I am so free...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creme would run all over the place and hide everywhere. But I haven't been able to take pics of her doing that. Once I have done that, will post them here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So... I learn something about them... Never judge a bunny by how he behaves! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-116748039039953957?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/116748039039953957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=116748039039953957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116748039039953957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116748039039953957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/12/being-adventurous.html' title='being adventurous!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-116704623952202792</id><published>2006-12-25T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T19:30:39.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho ho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/1600/535046/xmas%20ollie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/575507/xmas%20ollie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ho ho ho! Merry X'mas and a Happy New Year to everyone... from the 4 rascals at home! Have a great rabbit-istic YEAR!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-116704623952202792?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/116704623952202792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=116704623952202792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116704623952202792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116704623952202792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='ho ho ho!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-116677305142832836</id><published>2006-12-22T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:37:31.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the different looks of ollie...</title><content type='html'>Recently, I discovered that Ollie is actually a very photogenic rabbit. So I embarked on a quest to take pics of him which had him portraying different looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the I-want-a-manicure-now look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/745383/P1030031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the I-think-I-look-slim-when-I-stand-up-to-eat-my-pellets look.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/1600/999719/P1030042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/155482/P1030042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is the I-want-to-complain-about-my-veggies look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/1600/313621/P1030039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/553326/P1030039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the I-need-to-poo look.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/999090/P1030029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the I-think-I-am-a-lop look. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/1600/866463/P1030086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/578706/P1030086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is the act-cute look. Only he can pull it off effortlessly. Geez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/1600/279496/P1030026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/402427/P1030026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is the girly look. He looks like he's wearing lipstick! Yikes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/1600/595099/P1030014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/35032/P1030014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This is the I-just-want-to-'nua'-with-Gracie look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/846048/P1030101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha.. Enjoy! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-116677305142832836?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/116677305142832836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=116677305142832836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116677305142832836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116677305142832836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/12/different-looks-of-ollie.html' title='the different looks of ollie...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-116559133998114739</id><published>2006-12-08T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:22:19.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>their new place...</title><content type='html'>Finally! I have shifted the 4 of them to my new place! They seemed quite happy. As usual, they were very afraid at first. unfamiliar surroundings, new smells... I threw the 4 of them together. Everything seemed okay for the first 20mins and then the first clash took place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie fought with Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I separated them immediately. 2 panting rabbits, fur flying around... The only thing which stood between the 2 of them was the panel which I used to block them from tearing each other apart! Geez... My heart is too weak to see them fight and get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/971900/reunion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dream was to see all of them bonded and happy together. But alas! it didn't happen...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby and Creme were very afraid of the new space. I think Baby wasn't used to the flooring. you should see how he walked on his legs... feet almost spread out on all fours... haha.. so he decided to hide in the litter box the next couple of hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/96325/scared.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/348001/still%20scared.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny lah... the 2 of them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to get some extra play pens for them so I set up a bigger place for them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6376/540/320/633336/where%20is%20gracie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haven't finished decorating the place. Will continue to do that soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look out for more pictures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-116559133998114739?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/116559133998114739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=116559133998114739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116559133998114739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116559133998114739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/12/their-new-place.html' title='their new place...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-116127163821050872</id><published>2006-10-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T23:27:18.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the nose, the thief, the paws and the queen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some pictures to share...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE NOSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is how Ollie looks when you take a super close-up picture of him. I didn't do it on purpose. It just so happened that he was busy-bunny enough to poke his nose into the camera and snap I went.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE THIEF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below is the thief aka Baby trying to look for alfafa hay below the hay rack. Geez... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THE PAWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Creme putting one paw on the bowl. I thought she looked quite cool like that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;THE QUEEN&lt;/span&gt;                                                                       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And hail the QUEEN... &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/queen.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/queen.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      &lt;strong&gt;       &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-116127163821050872?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/116127163821050872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=116127163821050872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116127163821050872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116127163821050872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/10/nose-thief-paws-and-queen.html' title='the nose, the thief, the paws and the queen...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-116015708085390179</id><published>2006-10-07T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T01:53:41.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>95% recovered!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Finally! After the last consultation by Dr Heng, Creme was declared to have 95% recovered! Thanks to all who have prayed for her. This girl's a fighter. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below is a picture of how she looked like a few days after the operation. Notice that the wound is an open wound cos I have to clean it with saline solution twice a day. Also had to apply medicine for her daily. She had to be separated from Baby lest Baby licked her wound. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another picture of how she looked from the side... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The two of them being separated by a panel... Both seemed to have lost appetite over the last 2 weeks. They would usually be the ones to finish up all their food. We had theories why they couldn't eat... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Creme was stressed so she couldn't eat... True...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Baby missed her so he couldn't eat... Maybe...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Since Baby does not know how he looks like, and they don't have mirrors, maybe he thought he looked like Creme, so he couldn't eat... Possible... Vainpot!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh! He looked so miserable without her! :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, I checked with Dr Heng and she finally gave me the go ahead to put them together as Creme was healing very well. So I had them put together. Dr Heng was initially afraid that they would fight cos she remembered Baby's wound on the nose. I assured her that the naughty little boy got it from his elder brother. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at them now... Creme was so busy grooming him and my dad caught them binky-ing several times today. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/donotdisturb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shhh... Shall not disturb anymore! Nitez! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-116015708085390179?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/116015708085390179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=116015708085390179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116015708085390179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/116015708085390179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/10/95-recovered.html' title='95% recovered!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115894066186169898</id><published>2006-09-22T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T00:21:05.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>creme... the fighter...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Creme just went through an operation to remove her abscess yesterday. When I visited her yesterday, I was shocked to see her wound so big and bloody! It was really scary to see her like this. Luckily for her, she didn't know that she looked horrible. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When she saw me, she stood up immediately and she looked quite all right even though she just woke up from the op. But when I called the vet again later that night, the vet assistant told me that she didn't want to eat. I was worried.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I called this afternoon and I was told the same thing. Started to panic and I couldn't wait to go to see her. After the Moonlit Nite at school, I rushed down only to be told that she had started eating!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a relief! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I saw her again just now and kept patting her asking her to be strong. She seemed quite okay but she looked tired. She laid on her side enjoying all the pats that I had given her. She looked good. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When Dr Ng gave her another jab, she didn't even move this time. I think she must have got so used to it. Such a brave little girl. If I were her, I think I would have given up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think there's always something we learn from rabbits. Never give up and always be positive even if you meet with difficulties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope Creme will recover soon... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The picture below is not for the faint-hearted. These are stuff removed from Creme during the op. The capsule which surrounded the pus was removed. The pus which has toothpaste like texture oozed out during the op. So only the capsule was left. Dr Heng also extracted her teeth and found bits of rotten teeth too. Her upper teeth are all gone. Dr Heng mentioned that 2 or 3 months later, she might have drooling problems caused by her lower set of molars over growing. It's really tough for the poor girl... Really hope she would be well soon... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/abscess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115894066186169898?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115894066186169898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115894066186169898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115894066186169898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115894066186169898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/09/creme-fighter.html' title='creme... the fighter...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115839623754627071</id><published>2006-09-16T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:44:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update on creme... from baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of you know, my mei-mei has an abscess near her eye area. It has caused a bit of concern in the humans' household. My human has been pretty stressed up lately cos of mei-mei so I have taken over the job of updating the blog for her. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poor Creme mei-mei! She has to go back to Dr Heng for jabs every alternate day. She just had her 5th jab this morning. She also went for an X-ray at ARC and the vet there had diagnosed it to be most likely a tooth root problem. My human was worried but she knew she had to be strong for mei-mei cos mei-mei had been a very good girl the past week despite all the injections. Although she screamed the first time(I was present then, mind you... My human brought me along and I was on high alert when I heard that as we rabbits do not scream unless we are in great danger!), I thought she had been very brave for the last 4 jabs for she didn't even move when Dr Heng gave her the jabs. She has my utmost respect! Way to go mei-mei! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mei-mei resting... She's very tired after the X-ray and the jab. She struggled so much at the vet during her X-ray! This girl... she really hates being carried...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020764.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, her operation is taking place on Thursday. And even then, it doesn't mean complete recovery for her. She still has to go through her jabs and the flushing out of the pus by my human everyday! Poor mei-mei! I hope everyone prays for her that she will be strong to overcome any difficulties she has ahead of her. She's such a great gal and I know I will be strong for her too. I have been helping her to keep her eyes dry by licking the tears. I think that's why her tearing seems to be better nowadays. I am going to continue doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone of you have been concerned about her. Thank you very much... Aunty Rose, Charmaine jie-jie, Aunty Esther and Uncle Sara for asking after her always... Thank you Aunty Ade and Aunty Angie for their advice on mei-mei's condition... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know mei-mei will get well soon with everyone's prayers and well wishes! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, my human wants me to confess that I have been not so good last week as...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fought with Oliver gor-gor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/fight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah... I fought with him as I escaped from my play pen last Friday hoping to extend a paw of friendship to him but we fought instead... So that's how I had that scar on my nose above. My human was mad as she was already so stressed over mei-mei. So I had a scolding from her and she made me do this thing which her school loved to make the teachers in her school do...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REFLECT...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't know what it meant at first but what I know was that I was supposed to stand really still in a corner of the play pen with a leaf on my head and not make it drop and look really, really sorry... which of course I did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am truly sorry... :(&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is me today. Looks much better ya...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I also showed that I was sorry by showering mei-mei with lots of licks and kisses. Is that considered good enough?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will keep you guys updated about mei-mei!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115839623754627071?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115839623754627071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115839623754627071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115839623754627071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115839623754627071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/09/update-on-creme-from-baby.html' title='update on creme... from baby!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115772799880966058</id><published>2006-09-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:08:57.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever heard a rabbit scream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It was so ear piercing, a high pitched scream, a shriek so scary that it turned my knees weak and brought tears to my eyes. I cried in front of the vet as she held Creme who was screaming in terror after her injection. She's got abscess and I am very worried about her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She literally kicked up a big fuss in the carrier after we put her in. She tore the newspapers in the carrier and she was visibly upset. I cried and my hands were shaking when I brought her out, still not believing what I just heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to make her go through it again... not twice but at least 5 more times! I really have no idea how I am going to take the stress the next 2 weeks. I was so stressed up cos of her that I kept waking up in the middle of the night just to check on her. I was so afraid that she wouldn't want to eat that I had to hand feed her several times today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that the abscess would go away after all the jabs. It pains me to see her so upset and in pain. But I kept telling her to be strong for me and Baby. I know that this girl's a fighter for she survived on her own on a stormy night when she was abandoned by her previous owner. This is nothing to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creme, I will do anything I can to make you well. I only need you to be strong and fight this battle with me, ok? Cos I will be strong for you and Baby needs you too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray for her... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;strong&gt; Creme and her watery eye. The abscess is just below that eye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115772799880966058?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115772799880966058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115772799880966058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115772799880966058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115772799880966058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/09/have-you-ever-heard-rabbit-scream.html' title='have you ever heard a rabbit scream?'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115761878749373470</id><published>2006-09-07T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:46:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bunny yawns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out this link which my friend sent me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://talkingegg.com/humor/bunnyyawns.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://talkingegg.com/humor/bunnyyawns.html&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who have managed to capture that elusive bunny yawn in their camera. The closest I could get was a very blur picture of Creme doing that. Word has it that this yawn comes only for that mere 2 seconds and if you missed it, you got to wait till don't know when when it would do it again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 front paws stretched out... back arched... hind legs firmly on the ground... and then the 2 second bunny yawn... eyes closed... mouth opened and teeth exposed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when you realised that bunnies have more than 2 teeth! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115761878749373470?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115761878749373470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115761878749373470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115761878749373470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115761878749373470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/09/bunny-yawns.html' title='bunny yawns...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115757103435468498</id><published>2006-09-07T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T03:30:34.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do rabbits do on a hot and sunny afternoon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What do rabbits do on a hot and sunny afternoon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/pm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wah! It's really hot... you know... " - me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/pellets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/pellets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oliver snoozes... day dreams about his pellets and... sun and/or air his 2 huge ears...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/zzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/zzzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creme snoozes... and also... &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sun and/or air one of her huge ears...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/zzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/zzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby snoozes... and sun and/or air his 2 huge ears... too... &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/no%20sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/no%20sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Gracie was afraid of turning dark like me. She's afraid that her "RK-II" mask would go to waste so she hides in her cardboard house... she also chooses to sun and/or air her 2 huge ears...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looks like everybunny's pretty lazy on a hot and sunny afternoon... and everybunny loves to sun and/or air their ears... geez... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAWN... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115757103435468498?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115757103435468498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115757103435468498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115757103435468498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115757103435468498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-do-rabbits-do-on-hot-and-sunny.html' title='what do rabbits do on a hot and sunny afternoon?'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115744084519888408</id><published>2006-09-05T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T15:20:45.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do rabbits do on a cool and wet afternoon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What do rabbits do on a cool and wet afternoon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/raindrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/raindrops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oliver does rabbit-yoga... Trying to lose some weight and achieve the zen-equilibrim in him... Whatever that means... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/rabbit%20yoga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/rabbit%20yoga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently, Baby is hiding in his fiddlesticks hut with an umbrella... to avoid the rain and thunder and lightning, he explains... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/umbrella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creme is more gung-ho. She flops to her side cos the floor is nice and cool to sleep... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/shiok.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/shiok.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oliver and Gracie hide in their cardboard home to avoid the rain too... Gracie's afraid of the loud thunder...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/rain.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/rain.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a nice and lazy afternoon! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115744084519888408?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115744084519888408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115744084519888408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115744084519888408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115744084519888408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/09/what-do-rabbits-do-on-cool-and-wet.html' title='what do rabbits do on a cool and wet afternoon?'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115676504503587447</id><published>2006-08-28T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:48:02.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in the life of miss creme... (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A day in the life of Creme...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eat her veggies... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020676.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put her paws in the bowl like a dog... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Put the stick in her mouth and carry it from Point A to Point B... Fun! She's really a dog trapped in a rabbit's body! It's very amusing when she does that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Groom Baby when she's free... She takes pride in it ya... (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; After 5 minutes...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Look at Baby's most satisfied look... Envious huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After 10 minutes... Now Baby looks so shy and embarrassed... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And... then 'stone' when she's feeling tired...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020598.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What a day! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115676504503587447?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115676504503587447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115676504503587447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115676504503587447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115676504503587447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/08/day-in-life-of-miss-creme.html' title='a day in the life of miss creme... (:'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115644072219522062</id><published>2006-08-25T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:51:37.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gifted rabbit=gracie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wondered for a long time why parents insist on sending their kids for the screening test this coming Saturday when all they have been doing since P1 was to fail their exams! Hmmm... were they actually thinking that their kids were 'gifted' enough to fail the exams at a mainstream school but pass the papers for gifted kids with flying colours? It kinda doesn't make sense to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until... I realise that the same thing applies to my rabbits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I think my rabbits are gifted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean... only Gracie is gifted cos she understands what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s52.photobucket.com/albums/g7/wallaby1372/?action=view&amp;current=treat.flv"&gt;treats!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But then there's no sound... so you can't tell that Gracie is gifted!!!! Argh! I will find a way to prove that my Gracie is gifted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to lure Baby to stand on his hind legs. Creme and him are the most dog-like bunnies I know cos they lick and love to follow you everywhere you go. They are the most KPO bunnies I ever know. Always up to mischief too.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020541.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sigh... I should have trained him to do it a year ago... or it would be him in the ad for AVA instead of Woody and Landy. They tried to make him stand on his hind legs at the studio but he refused to cos he was busy trying to pick up the 'girls' at the studio! Argh. That's Woody and Landy in the ad for AVA below.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh ya... and do remember to vote for the ad here...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asia1.com/inkawards/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vote!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got to get some sleep now... Nitez... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115644072219522062?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115644072219522062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115644072219522062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115644072219522062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115644072219522062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/08/gifted-rabbitgracie.html' title='gifted rabbit=gracie'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115643977557054968</id><published>2006-08-25T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T01:16:15.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated National Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ooppss... I haven't been updating about them for quite some time now. Work has been crazy and I am shifting to my new place sometime in September. Told the 4 that they would be going to live in a new place soon. Hope to bond all 4 at the new place! Hehe... Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was National Day yesterday. Not that they knew. But thinking that, life for a Singaporean rabbit is really tough. Living with so many misconceptions about them... for e.g. rabbits eat only carrots, they can be picked up by the ears... they love the sun, the sand and the sea and therefore can be set free... blah-blah-blah... it seems like they have never really changed people's perceptions of them, 10 years ago and 10 years on, so to speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess being part of HRSS has helped in a way. You realise that you can do more to improve the welfare of animals, generally speaking, in Singapore. They are still treated like second-class citizens here. They are being discarded irresponsibly when they reach their you-aint-that-cute-anymore date. I believe more can be done to educate people to behave responsibly towards their pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Singaporean rabbit has to put up with the lack of space that we can have for them. Most of us live in small apartments. We hardly have space for ourselves, so what can we say for our 4-legged friends? He has to put up with the weather, warm all year round. And if you are a long-haired Singaporean rabbit, good luck!&lt;br /&gt;But I know my 4 babies at home are lucky. They have an owner who dotes on them like crazy. They get mad at me for disturbing them at times.. Hehe.. They have friends to bully and toys to play with. Life is good for them, I hope. :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy National Day, babies! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115643977557054968?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115643977557054968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115643977557054968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115643977557054968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115643977557054968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-belated-national-day_25.html' title='Happy Belated National Day!!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115190899187161810</id><published>2006-07-03T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:43:11.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youth day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh ya... It's Youth Day today and I don't have to go to work! How good can life get when you are not that youthful anymore but still get a holiday out of it... "V"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, haven't been updating about them cos school just started and I was up to my ears with WORK... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother borrowed my camera from me so I wasn't able to snap pictures of them at all for the last few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just groomed them yesterday. And all of them displayed varying characteristics when groomed... Let me share them with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creme... can't be groomed at all! I can't even flip her over! Oh gosh! The moment I carried her, she would start climbing up to my shoulders! Does she think she's a dog or a monkey? This girl is simply out of control! :( Anyway, I only managed to trim the nails from her front paws amidst all the struggling, cajoling and hiding under the towel. Got to do personal pedicure on her little highness' hind feet another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby was good... I just had to flip him over and lo and behold! He was as still as a mouse... Except that sometimes my parents will choose to talk a bit louder, amazed at my ability to traunce rabbits and the poor little guy would wake up in shock. He also had matted fur under his chin. I wonder why all my boys are like that cos Ollie's chin had matted fur too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie was funny. He was too fat, way too fat to run away from me. I just had to carry him and he would struggle a bit with his four paws waving in mid-air for just a millisecond before succumbing to me. He was still okay but the fur on his chin was matted too. When I brought him back to his play area, he stamped his hind feet really loud to show his displeasure. He does that all the time when I 'catch' him for a grooming session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie was last in line and surprisingly, Her Majesty was all right this time. She laid quietly on my lap while I cut her nails. After that, I sent her back with a pat on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 4 were given chye sim with the stalks intact for the last few days as my mum got fed up of them eating only the leaves and leaving behind a small little stalk behind. She says it's difficult for her to pick up the small remaining bits of the veg. So now she resorted to giving them the whole stalk and guess what? I had a good laugh when I returmed home late one night. Cos I saw all the stalks being strewn all over with no leaves left in not one of the play areas but both play areas! Both places had the exact same scene! I was pretty amazed at how much I have spoilt them. My friends said that I would end up eating the stalks next time and giving them all the leaves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115190899187161810?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115190899187161810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115190899187161810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115190899187161810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115190899187161810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/07/youth-day.html' title='youth day...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115048170956111133</id><published>2006-06-17T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T02:15:09.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pictures...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This was a picture which I drew of Gracie and Oliver many years back. I drew them on a huge cardboard. It was a lovely drawing but it got wet when I left it in the balcony(rain!) and I had to throw it away. So this is the only picture I have of it now. I thought I did quite a good job... Sad.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/g&amp;o.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/g%26o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lovey dovey picture of Baby and Creme... Sweet! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020394.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear I took the 2 pictures below on different days but can you see that both seem to show that Creme has the same expression on her face? Makes me wonder... hmmmm... I was surprised when I saw the pictures... Looks almost the same but there are some slight differences. Spot any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020391.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020232.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is 'Harry Potter'. That trademark lightning scar on his forehead cannot be wrong! It's him! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/harrypotter.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/harrypotter.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020391.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020232.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115048170956111133?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115048170956111133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115048170956111133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115048170956111133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115048170956111133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-pictures.html' title='some pictures...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115011049725680113</id><published>2006-06-12T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T00:06:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oliver's first post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hi everyone! My name is Oliver aka Ollie aka Bui-bui ( to my human's parents...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020402.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020395.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay.. I know you can't see my eyes in both pictures but that's because basically, I am the most laid back, gentle bunny in the world. I am not kidding you! You may think that I have the hey-come-beat-me-up-look but little do you know that actually, I am just too lazy and fat to open my eyes! Haha... Anyway, what's the hurry? Life still goes on... You got to learn to enjoy life like me, you know... Spend a bit of time in the morning snoozing around, eat my favourite veggies, snooze some more and eat my favourite pellets. Life is that great for me ya! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But life hasn't been that fun for me initially. I was abandoned at Seletar Farmway. But it was okay for me. I took it in my stride and being the laid back bunny that I was, I hopped around the green fields everyday for god knew how long. Life had to go on still right? One day, many people and their dogs came to where I was living for a gathering. They were making a lot of noise and the dogs were the most irritating cos they kept barking at me. The humans picked me up to take pictures with me cos they thought I was cute and I thought why not? I posed like a model bunny and gave them my most beautiful smile. I mean, I should act as a good ambassador for all my species right? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lady picked me up when she realised that I didn't belong to anyone. She took pity on me and brought me home. Man! That was my first time on the car! I was so scared! But I went home with her and I wanted to let her know that I was a good bunny and that I appreciated her kind thought so I litter trained myself on that very day! She was really impressed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later, she put my picture into this thing which was squarish and had lights. Kinda blinding but I was amazed to see myself in it. I reached out to touch it cos I thought it looked like me. Then she told me that I was put up for adoption. And so that was how I ended up in my present human's home and life has never been the same for me. It has been good so far... I enjoy all the good food, the pampering and the apples the most! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me give you a list of my likes and dislikes. I know that humans loved doing that so I thought I could do that too!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite past time: Sleep, eat, sleep, eat, sleep, eat, ... see the pattern?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite food : pellets, apples, bananas, anything that is sweet... *blush* I have a weakness for sweet stuff.. ok ok.. let's not get started on this... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My most feared bunny: See picture below...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/queen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmmm... she-who-cannot-be-named is really FIERCE! Always stopping me from eating cos she-who-cannot-be-named thinks I am too fat! I drew that crown on her head cos she-who-cannot-be-named always thinks she's queen. she-who-cannot-be-named is going to kill me if she sees the picture... SSSHHHHHH... But she can be really sweet sometimes too. I don't mind her cos I am an easy going guy! I mean, let's give in to the girls ok? Afterall, they are just... girls (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite lying down position no. 1 : See picture below... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1000321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I loved this position because I can relax the most and I feel completely at ease with myself. Peaceful and most serene until... I hear my human screaming... She can scream so loudly that my ears hurt! Oh man... why can't she be calm and collected like me? Tsk tsk tsk... She thought that I had fainted, you see. Geez... She was almost on the verge of giving me CPR already when I decided to wake up with a most disgusted look on my face.. I can't imagine her smelly mouth over mine... EEEKKKSSSSS... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favourite lying down position no. 2:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/superman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can I say? I feel like I am a super'bunny' in this picture, you know.. with my front paws and hind legs stretched out, I feel like I can almost fly when I close my eyes. You know the song? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'I believe I can fly... I believe I can touch the sky... "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cool huh? I just love that song... and I love the fact that I can draw! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, that's all about me... Lastly, just want to add that I love my best friend, don't mind my human as long as she doesn't scream and give me CPR and I hate that young little boy next door who has, according to my best friend, seemed to have MIA-ed. Hmmmm... never mind! Who cares? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cos life still goes on... (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~~oLiVer~~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115011049725680113?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115011049725680113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115011049725680113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115011049725680113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115011049725680113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/06/olivers-first-post.html' title='oliver&apos;s first post!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-115002270900111302</id><published>2006-06-11T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:45:09.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abandoned...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yea... another abandoned bunny being found... Sigh... It makes me sick to think that people are throwing them away like trash when these are living animals! They have feelings too, you know! Argh! Anyway, this is a girl and she's really a sweet little one though...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020353.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020361.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; She had VERY badly matted fur on her sides and I spent over an hour just to snip them all away. She was very quiet and still when I was doing that. Very obedient girl. :) I think she must have been so fed up with the matted fur that she can't wait for me to snip them all away for her! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When her fosterer settled her down in her new place, she was busy exploring the place. A very curious bunny I would say. Perhaps she has never been in a place that nice, warm and clean before that she thought she must be dreaming! She also toilet trained herself. Very smart. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope she finds a good home soon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the way, no name yet as her fosterer thought the name given to her by her rescuer sounds a bit too 'old-ish' for her. Dolly... that was her name. Perhaps a new name will give her a new lease of life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-115002270900111302?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/115002270900111302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=115002270900111302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115002270900111302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/115002270900111302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/06/abandoned.html' title='abandoned...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114997251698343092</id><published>2006-06-11T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T04:53:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first post! by gracie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1010032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi everyone! My name is Gracie! I think most of you have read all about me from my human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a bit more about myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bought off the net by my human. Silly, isn't she? Encouraging my previous owner to breed us so that she can get money out of us. Actually till this day, I have always wondered what happened to my other 8 siblings. You see, I came from a litter of 9 siblings and I was only with them for 2 weeks before my present human bought me and my lil' sis. But my lil' sis, Maisie, passed away a week after and I was devastated. Even though I sat by her encouraging her to live on, she just couldn't make it and passed away. My human was upset and she cried like mad. Sigh... I looked at my human and tried to console her by lying beside her. Then she promised me that she would take very good care of me forever and I knew I could trust her. Eversince that happened, my human showered ALL her love on me and thus making me a spoilt bunny! So it isn't really my fault that I am such a possessive, obstinate and spoilt princess today! Don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be 5 this year. WOW! Time really flies! Oliver, my best friend, has been my best friend since 3 years back. He's quite a nice chap actually cos he likes giving me the licks and grooms me whenever he is free. The only thing bad about him is that he's too fat so in order to keep him in shape, I often try hard to tell him to control his diet. But he doesn't listen, so I had to chase him away during meal times. My human thinks I am being too possessive over my food. But it's not true. Absolutely not! It's for his own good, seriously. But my human doesn't see it. I even gave her hints that he should be sent for the Trim-and-Fit Club for Rabbits soon. She just tells me... Well, she will see and she will try to give him fewer pellets. But she has no self control, this girl. Everytime she sees that fat boy's aka Ollie's round and innocent face, she would give in and give him the pellets! *growl* I am really trying so hard to control his diet and here she is spoiling him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I know about my new neighbours. These 2 youngsters who have totally no respect for the senior citizens. Got to teach them a lesson and show them who's the queen around here. Hmph! I did just that and complained to my human about their obnoxious behaviour. I gritted my teeth, showed them my claws, chased them down the panels, jumped onto my roof of my house to glare at them and before I knew it, they seemed to have disappeared from my life. Can't see them anymore but somehow, sometimes I thought I could hear them somewhere. Maybe age has been catching up with me so my ears ain't that sharp anymore. Maybe my human has finally understood and listened to my advice. Yea... I think she's really an obedient girl except for that feeding-Ollie-with-too-many-pellets thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about me... Remember, take what my human says about me with a pinch of salt. Sometimes she thinks she's clever but sometimes, I think she just doesn't understand us bunnies that much. But I still love her all the same cos she's my best human ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to check on Ollie to see if he's been stealing the pellets again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopping and signing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx:gRAcIe:xxxxx&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114997251698343092?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114997251698343092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114997251698343092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114997251698343092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114997251698343092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-first-post-by-gracie_11.html' title='my first post! by gracie...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114961258661429652</id><published>2006-06-07T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T00:49:46.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weird, the lazy and the cute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at the 2 bowls of pellets below. See any difference? Okay, other than one has more pellets than the other and one is green and the other is orange, any other SIGNIFICANT difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020345.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparantly, the 4 of them, for once, had the same opinion of something at the same time! Geez... reminds me of the 'united we stand, divided we fall' slogan... I'm serious. This was what happened. Recently, Oxbow had just changed their packaging for the timothy based pellets. The contents have not changed. It's ONLY the colour of the packaging which has changed and I swear I didn't even tell them about the change in the packaging. On that 'fateful' day when I fed them with the pellets from the new packaging, they took a sniff, backed off and gave me a 'HEY-what's-this-stuff?' look. They looked at me in contempt as if I had purposely hidden their favourite pellets away. When I tried coaxing them to eat it, they didn't want to. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird... But how did they know? Did it really taste different? Or they can tell that there's a colour change? But aren't they supposed to be colour blind or something? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really had no idea...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The latest and most cool lying-on-the-floor position now is to... do it between a ball! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The epitome of the highest degree of laziness! Look at Baby's fat hind legs being put over Creme's hind legs. What was he thinking of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020223.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lazy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I put my camera at one of the openings of the tunnel and this was what I caught on the camera... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020232.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cute huh? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114961258661429652?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114961258661429652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114961258661429652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114961258661429652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114961258661429652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/06/weird-lazy-and-cute.html' title='the weird, the lazy and the cute...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114901591145669857</id><published>2006-05-31T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T03:05:11.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cos you had a bad dayyyy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Cause you had a bad day You're taking one down &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You say you don't know You tell me don't lie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You had a bad day The camera don't lie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You had a bad day You had a bad day" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Bad Day by Daniel Powter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recently I have been crazy about this song... So I was wondering... Do my rabbits have bad days? *Song "Bad Day" playing in the background*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1000135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1000135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1010045.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010045.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020139.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1000329.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yea... the pictures speak for themselves...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They do have bad days too... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114901591145669857?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114901591145669857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114901591145669857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114901591145669857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114901591145669857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/cos-you-had-bad-dayyyy.html' title='Cos you had a bad dayyyy...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114866474095586917</id><published>2006-05-27T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:32:20.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things I didn't know about my rabbits!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;10 things I didn't know about my rabbits till I had them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) They eat their own poo. Yea... it's cos of the way their stomach had been made. They can't absorb the nutrients from their food quickly so they end up eating their own poo known as cecal pellets.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) They don't just eat carrots. They eat hay, pellets and vegetables. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) They can be litter trained! Wow! Amazing huh? That means they can be allowed to run around the whole house without having to cage them up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) They are like us humans, all with different characters. Some are milder than others, some are fiercer than others, some are fatter than others while some are more playful than others. One word to describe my rabbits... Gracie-spoilt, Oliver-gentle, Baby-whine-r, Creme-sweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) They sleep for short periods during the day and night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) They can understand simple words if you are patient enough and have enough treats to treat them. Serious! Gracie understands the word, "Treat, treat!" She will run frantically around the room because she knows that she's going to be given her favourite slice of apple soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) They do a happy hop in the air known as a 'binky' where they twist their body while doing a hop!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) They can get angry with you and they show it by growling! Woah! Beware!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) They can be truanced when you need to groom them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) When they know and trust you, they will come to you when you sit on the floor and do a flop beside you and lie really close to you. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114866474095586917?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114866474095586917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114866474095586917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114866474095586917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114866474095586917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/10-things-i-didnt-know-about-my.html' title='10 things I didn&apos;t know about my rabbits!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114848510804908999</id><published>2006-05-24T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:39:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the rabbit with a goatee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at Baby! I loved taking pictures of bunnies' chins and this was what I saw when I did just that... His chin was SOOOOOO dirty! Yuck! Talk about being nice and clean, I think he's now too fat to even groom his chin! Oh gosh! Got to watch his weight now. Anyway, I quickly grabbed hold of him, truanced him, and gave him a much needed chin-grooming and here are the before and after results.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before Grooming... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ehhh... yea.. He looked like he had a goatee and he thought it was pretty cool... Geez... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After Grooming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020216.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at his chin now! Nice and clean right... yea.. I am so proud of myself! Haha... Baby used to be very very very very (infiniti) dirty on his underside before he was sterilised. He kept peeing everywhere to mark his territory and he had a lot of matted fur that I had to send him to Ade for a 'serious' grooming session. Ade was appalled by what she saw and before I knew it, I sent him for his sterilisation faster than you could say,"Goooossshhhhhhh!" It worked and he had been squeaky clean eversince except for the occasional chin-matted-fur thingy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more goatee for him... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114848510804908999?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114848510804908999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114848510804908999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114848510804908999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114848510804908999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/rabbit-with-goatee.html' title='the rabbit with a goatee..'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114840584009502033</id><published>2006-05-24T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T01:37:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twins...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Backside Twins! Haha.. I was wondering why they were lying down on the floor bump to bump...  funny! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Wonder Twins! Wonder Twins Power... ACTIVATE!!!! Yea... That was the Superheroes... What they say when they wanted some power or something... Baby and Creme really looked like twins here... except that Baby seems to be on the fatter side as you can't see his eyes when he smiles! Yikes! Talk about guys not watching their weight! How true! Cos both my girls are nice, pretty and slim! Hahaha... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was very excited when I saw these boxes in school and I took 4 home to make tunnels for them. Creme was very excited about it. She kept going in and out. Baby was a bit fearful. But after that, he had fun! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then I caught some bunny...  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MCQ No. 1 : Whose head was that peeping out of the hole? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was it a) Creme?  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creme: Not me! Not me! I am innocent! *blink blink*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Or b) Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby: Huh? Me? Nooooooooooo... I am so demure and sweet. Why would I play such childish games? *totally shocked look*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So... who is it actually?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer: ______________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have fun! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114840584009502033?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114840584009502033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114840584009502033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114840584009502033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114840584009502033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/twins.html' title='twins...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114763340202828601</id><published>2006-05-15T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T03:03:22.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny funny funny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I tried so hard... waited for so long... on standby... wanted to catch them yawning... I thought the moment came when Creme was sleeping in her fiddlesticks hideout. I sat there waiting for that perfect moment for her to yawn... got my camera ready... and when she finally did YAWN... my camera wasn't ready! Darn it! This was the best I could get! Shall try harder next time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hehe... the caption in the picture speaks for itself!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="266" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/bb.jpg" width="407" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114763340202828601?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114763340202828601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114763340202828601' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114763340202828601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114763340202828601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/funny-funny-funny.html' title='funny funny funny!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114759583250101291</id><published>2006-05-14T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T16:37:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Presenting to everyone... Coco... the abandoned bunny... I just shifted her to her new fosterer's place... Hope she's well there... I just called the lady who's taking care of her and she said that Coco seemed fine. I really hope she would be able to find a good home soon! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's really a sweet and inquisitive bunny. Always on a lookout for an adventure! Other than toilet training herself, she looks smart with her big long ears! Haha.. think she's really pretty!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, I took some pics of my own bunnies... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought that Baby looks extremely juvenile in this picture. Look at those innocent eyes! He really looks like he's still a baby! Can never grow up I guess... Some bunnies just have that cute look even though they are adults already...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1000363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was him at 2 months old... Compare it with the one above. Any difference? Hmmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Creme... on her hind legs... looking at the other side, wondering if she should try her high jumping skills again! *GASP* Stop her! Quick!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at the inside of their place!! They had so many comments about it that they had to re-do and renovate the inside again and again till they are satisfied. Luckily they didn't complain to the Rabbits Renovation Association! Phew! Ollie is thinking how glad he is to have the door in a cool jagged shape. He wants you guys to take a look at the jagged door just beside his face! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Gracie. Look at those eyes. So at ease and innocent.. Haha.. God knows how much damage she had done to the panels I have! She would always be biting and biting on the panels so that's how she had lost some of the fur on her face. See that line across her snout? That's the result of her constant rubbing and biting into the holes of the panel! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Ollie, looking at me through one of their fiddlesticks hideout. I thought he look quite cool here! What a bunny!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114759583250101291?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114759583250101291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114759583250101291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114759583250101291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114759583250101291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/coco.html' title='Coco...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114689498224477878</id><published>2006-05-06T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:56:22.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I was playing with Creme and Baby this morning... Creme was hungry so she went to eat her veg... managed to take some pics of her eating... really cute!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That baby tried to draw attention to himself while I was taking pics of Creme eating. He kept walking in front of me, trying to nibble the string that holds the camera and also pull my shorts! See... Now he's posing himself in front of the camera! Shame shame! Haha... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, Baby seems to be getting along fine with her. Although she ignores him most of the time, he tries his best to snuggle up with her and remain that way for a longer time each day...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/200/P1020056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at the satisfied look on her face... you will know that she is really enjoying the company of Baby although she tries really hard not to show it... She groomed him today! Finally! But only for that mere 3 seconds only! Haha... But it's a really a great effort on her part!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114689498224477878?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114689498224477878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114689498224477878' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114689498224477878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114689498224477878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-morning.html' title='this morning...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114667728905506781</id><published>2006-05-04T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T01:28:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Had some thoughts on the way home just now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought about the abandoned bunny yesterday and I am glad that I played a part in helping it. I hope my student will love her as much as I love my 4 babies at home...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not easy... Thinking back... The commitment... The time, the constant cleaning up after them, the loose fur flying around, the money for their food, the vet fees, the mediation I had to do when some bunny isn't happy with another one, the worries which I have when one of them falls sick... And yet, everytime I look at them, I know it's worth it... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They are worth all the effort I put in for them. It's difficult to explain why I feel such a connection with them. People who are not animal-people will never understand it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope the girl who is keeping her now will understand what I mean... I hope she will learn to appreciate all the hard work she will put in cos of her... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope so... cos it's going to be a long and hard journey... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicated to my 4 babies at home... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114667728905506781?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114667728905506781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114667728905506781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114667728905506781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114667728905506781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-thoughts.html' title='Some thoughts...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114658498335170878</id><published>2006-05-02T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:49:43.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandoned Bunny Found!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;An abandoned bunny has been found by my students. It was wandering in the car park and the girls managed to catch it. They brought it back to me and Huijun and I were frantically trying to find someone to adopt it but to no avail. In the end, one of the girls decided to bring it home. I just went over to her place to help her set up the play area for the bunny and also to bring the bunny some food. I have a feeling she might be forced to give up the bunny soon as her dad doesn't seem to like it. Let's pray hard for it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She's really a sweet girl, so full of curiousity. She kept standing on her hind legs when she sees someone. I really hope that someone can give her a chance at life. If not, once she's sent to the SPCA, her fate is unknown and she is most likely going to be euthanized. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's really sad... Sigh... I will upload pics of her soon... Anyway, she looks a bit like Gracie... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114658498335170878?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114658498335170878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114658498335170878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114658498335170878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114658498335170878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/abandoned-bunny-found.html' title='Abandoned Bunny Found!'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114658441584920448</id><published>2006-05-02T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:40:15.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blue eyes blue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I just realised that Baby, Creme and Ollie have a blue eye each! Baby and Ollie have theirs on their right and Creme has it on her left! How cool can they be! Initially, when Baby turned out to have a blue eye, we thought it was cataracts. He was sent to the vet immediately and was pronounced to be a 'blue-eyed' baby! What a relief ! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some pictures to show how the other 3 try to 'hatch' their eggs...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is 'Identity Crisis Bunny No. 1' who thinks he's a good 'Father' Hen... I have been trying to tell him since Day 1 that it's quite improper for a boy like him to be hatching an egg... But he refuses to listen... Thinks it's his call of duty... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is No. 2! Looking quite disgusted that I caught her! Haha... :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not quite the same as the rest... But good enough!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, they all look really cute when they do that...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also caught Baby and Creme in the toilet together! *evil grin*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Alamak! Why are you disturbing us again?" Oooppsssss...................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This couple will teach us what L-O-V-E really means! This morning, I saw Gracie lying down with her head on the floor and Ollie supporting his chin on her head. Just now, I saw the 2 of them leaning close together ... AAAwwwwwww.... So sweet.........................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It really touches me to see pictures of them always so loving towards each other that I wonder why we humans are always so mean to the people who matter the most to us. Why are people so unforgiving? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway... that picture above reminds me of a song...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We never could have come this far &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took the good times, I'll take the bad times &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll take you just the way you are" ~ Just The Way You Are by Billy Joel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114658441584920448?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114658441584920448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114658441584920448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114658441584920448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114658441584920448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/05/blue-eyes-blue.html' title='blue eyes blue...'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114639946078290848</id><published>2006-04-30T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T20:17:41.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All's well that ends well... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It has been almost 3 weeks... They have been getting along quite well. :) So it means much happiness for me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have separated them with a gap in between the 2 play areas so that Her Majesty has a comfortable 'breathing space' between them aka she can't smell Creme! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch out for Gracie lying at the top left hand corner of the picture. She seems to know that they are there but she can't see them. Hee hee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hee hee... there she is again...  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is baby! Trying to hatch an egg in his most serious look!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020009.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Creme! Doesn't she look sweet? :) She's really sweet cos she will lick anyone who puts their finger near her mouth but she will never lick a bunny!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/1600/P1020012.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1020012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is Ollie and Gracie, resting after their dinner... Ultra laid back looks for the both of them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So... all's well that ends well!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEA... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24719078-114639946078290848?l=adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/feeds/114639946078290848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24719078&amp;postID=114639946078290848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114639946078290848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24719078/posts/default/114639946078290848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adventures-3musketeers.blogspot.com/2006/04/alls-well-that-ends-well.html' title='All&apos;s well that ends well... :)'/><author><name>wallaby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09605226209212029516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24719078.post-114568535254432724</id><published>2006-04-22T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T13:55:52.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YFL+Creme+Baby+Gracie+Oliver</title><content type='html'>I haven't had time to update my blog about the 3 masked-eteers. Was so busy at school the last few weeks... What with the IFD, Maths and Science Awareness Week and my lesson observation... Just so glad that they are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I should change my rlog to the 4 masked-eteers cos I have officially adopted Creme to be part of the family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She arrived at my place on Good Friday, which was... the 14 Apr 2006. She was chasing Baby all over the place at her foster parents' place. But when she came back with me, she was as meek as a mouse! Hahaha... It didn't take long for the youngsters to bond. To show his delight, Baby did a few rounds of 'binkies' in the air. But apparantly, the new found friend wasn't very pleased as she is more of a 'people-rabbit', not a 'rabbit-rabbit'. She ran away the moment Baby went near her. She refuses to groom Baby up till today. Baby is just glad to have somebunny with him that he seemed more calmed down when I go near him. The whines are now less frequent. ( He used to whine a lot when I pat him... What a 'whiner'!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010785.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at the way they were ignoring each other. Only good thing is... they were not fighting...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT... on the other side of the wall, the Queen of the masked-eteers thought that she smelt something different. When she saw Creme, she wasn't very delighted. She chased her along the panels. Everytime Creme moved an inch, she was growling and chasing after her. Reminds me of the song 'Every Breadth You Take'. She was literally chasing her in her own way! Gosh... when she finally realised that she couldn't get her, she took it out on poor Ollie. Poor Ollie lost a bit of hair during those 3 days. Not that he's balding, but he was so mild that he just allowed the Queen to walk all over him! I even added cardboards in between them so that she could not see Creme. But... it still didn't work... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was very stressed over those few days. Called Ade and she told me to separate the play areas to see if it worked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wala! The trick worked like magic! The minute I separated the play areas with a gap in between the 2 play areas, Gracie the Queen was OKAY! She went to 'sayang' Ollie. She was as sweet as she could be. She was back to her normal self. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I was too happy for words. I was contemplating sending Creme back cos Gracie was stressing poor Ollie out. Rose might not want to take Creme back cos we just rescued a bunny with a sprained leg and it might need a lot of care. So Creme had to be with me. So at least I know she's now with me for good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am unable to show pictures of the latest play pen setup as my camera is now with my parents in China! Will update with pics soon! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creme's Biodata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Name: Creme&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gender: Female&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favourite Pastime: Licking humans' hands, Avoiding Baby&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favourite Food: Veggies, Pellets!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ambition: To become the world's first bunny High-jumper. She has already 'scaled' the old setup which had lower panels and had caused mayhem when she went to the Queen and her subject's play area. Little is needed to say about what happened there... Signs of mayhem; fur everywhere, 3 panting rabbits and a super-stressed out owner... I am using a higher one right now so she's still trying to figure out how to do it... *keep fingers crossed*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Past History: She was abandoned at about a few months old. A member of the public emailed us seeking help that she saw a bunny wandering on her own at Punggol Park. That very night when all of us saw the email, we thought she was a goner cos it was raining cats and dogs then. The next day, 2 of my friends went to the park to look for her. They nearly gave up after searching for her for 2 hours. Then they saw an old uncle looking at something near the beach and decided to ask him about the abandoned rabbit. Uncle said,'There she is! Hiding in between the cracks of the rocks, seeking shelter from the rain and the cat who was watching her above!' My friends nearly died when they heard that. They thanked the uncle, shooed the cat away and my Creme was rescued! She wasn't very dirty when she was found. We kinda suspected that she was smart enough to find shelter there and hid herself well from predators. Anyway, she's really gung-ho despite being so young! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had an event at the Youth Park on 8 Apr 2006. It was such a huge success. There were so many people who came in tow with their kids for the Colouring Contest that I couldn't believe it. We were talking about having busloads and busloads of school children coming to our event during our committee meeting and making it sound like a joke and when it really happened, all of us were too stunned for words... Hahaha... Some photos to show how successful the event was...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The colouring contest... all the 'artists' wannabes were there....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The potential adopters... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The grooming people... with all the fur flying everywhere! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and the rest of the volunteers...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6376/540/320/P1010718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's Kaps and Cherie trying to roll up the banner after the event. Kaps is the only guy in our midst! Haha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all had fun that day... I talked to a number of people about rabbitcare... 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