CuriousDogs

No one knew what just happened

2007-01-02T22:45:00.000-08:00

She quickly ran and hid behind her rubber bone. She knew she committed an atrocity. There was no one there. She looked around and saw trees, buildings and birds - no curious dogs.

"That can only mean one thing," she thought, "no one knew what just happened."

She left the place and intended to join back the rest of the other curious dogs. She ran all the way back to the crime scene.

"Oh my dog, I thought I killed you! Thank goodness you're still alive. I felt so bad just now. You really scared me!" she cried to the reflection in the water.

"I hate you scaring me this way!" she pressed her paws hard onto the puddle of water and her friend disappeared again.

She quickly ran and hid behind her rubber bone. She knew she committed an atrocity. There was no one there. She looked around and saw trees, buildings and birds - no curious dogs.

"That can only mean one thing," she thought, "no one knew what just happened."

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A curious dog's mother

2006-12-29T22:48:00.000-08:00

Inevitably, all curious dogs would have to watch their loved ones die. Some curious dogs know about it but no one, I mean, really no one dog would dare discuss about it. Every time a curious dog passes away, a quiet prayer is given and one of the stronger curious dogs in the family would dig a hole in the garden and place the deceased in there.

The soil was damp that day, and one of the stronger curious dogs was digging this hole to bury his late wife. As he was digging, his paws hit something hard.

"What's this?" he looks at the ground curiously.

That instantly invites many of the curious dogs to gather around the hole and peeped in. It was white and they look like bones to me actually.

"I remember my mother was bury at this very spot!" cried one curious dog.

The whole crowd frozed. They glanced down fearly at what is the remains of the curious dog's mother - bones.

And then the wise one bend his forelegs and looks into the hole. He than exclaimed, "Nonsense! I remember your mother as a brown curious dog!"

Have great fun with curious dogs

2006-12-28T09:34:00.000-08:00

Really. CuriousDogs and NextMonday are my test beds for Blogger blogs. I use them primarily to test out Blogger layouts before I deploy them. There won't be much to read here except some faux posts and such.

I do appreciate your interest in my blog though. You can comment here if you wish to find out more about me and my curious dogs.

Attack of the big bad monsters

2006-12-27T17:53:00.000-08:00

The big bad monsters are back and this time they are targeting the curious dogs. Curious dogs hid quietly behind their rubber bones and hopefully - just so very hopefully - the big bad monsters won't see them.

The curious dogs trembled and it is not due to the cold temperatures of a 18°C room. The big bad monsters has coats of fur so thick it really doesn't matter if the aircon went lower than - say - 16°C. Whatever.

And then there was silence. And more silence. A really long silence. The curious dogs raised their heads up and looked around curiously.

"Where are the big bad monsters?" one of the more curious curious dogs questioned.

"They're gone," replied the wiser, "we succeeded, our rubber bones have saved us."