Last Saturday was the most horrifying day of my life. My first exam ever since I am born to this world. Never have I (or rather my mummy) felt more stressed before. I (she) can’t sleep or eat well. Mummy keeps holding me chanting prayers before she goes to sleep. I heard her mumbled, “Please let my Bee pass… Please let my Bee pass!” I was shivering and having butterflies in my tummy when I reached the exam grounds!

Each of us go one by one. The trainer with the dog = My mummy with me. I don’t know why Daddy suddenly pulled out from the exam. He was supposed to be my trainer! As you can see above, the exam grounds are full of dried and fallen leaves, something which I cannot resist!

This is one of my great pals – Princess. See she is also having the jitters before her turn. Her daddy feeding her water in a little red cap. What a Daddy’s girl she is!

And do not be mistaken. This is not Princess twin sister. She is Chocolate! Poodles are so cute and adorable right? Just like me!

And here comes our big sister, Lucky! She is the Great Dane whom I have always woofed to you about. She is just a puppy like me, but she is huge. Is there better word for huge? Humongous? Gigantic? And me? A dwarf

My most cheerful friend around – Rascal. He always have a big wide grin for everybody. Mummy says he is so much more obedient than me? Really ah? *sulks*

Syrius is one of the most vocal dogs around in my class. I remember our barking competition when we first met…you people don’t really know what we are barking at – actually, we are having a good chat – those were the good old times!

And Milo. The top dog in our class. The one I suspect has a ten-year series! Shhhh!

And this is me, in my mummy-made graduation dress, as I await the results of my test.

Sobs. Mummy will hit my backside when she knows I have failed.

I am too pre-occupied chewing the plastic bone to bother looking at the camera. See my eyes popping out? This bone is a real tough one.

And my teacher (yellow shirt) standing behind my daddy and mummy.

And Daddy holding my result score in his hands. Am I a disgrace to him? Somebody speak a word for me please!

The look of disappointment as he put away the results. Hmmm. Daddy, I promise I will not eat fallen leaves again. Please do not make me feel so bad about myself!

And my certificate of participation. No award. No celebration. Maybe next time I might do better?
Daddy has said that I am predestined to be a house-dog. Nobody is going to groom me to be a star-dog anymore. Goodbye to dog stardom. No luck to be a celebrity. Woof!

Here comes the Bee! Me – Ah Bee is going to showcase my red cheongsam for this coming CNY!

I love my front view the best. Smug smug looking. See the white Ikea cupboard behind? The whole cupboard belongs to me! First drawer – my treats, my leashes, my nametags (I’ve got 7 of them in different designs), my vitamins and supplements. Second drawer – my toys (I’ve got a truckload of them), my grooming equipment (you won’t believe how many combs I have!), my cologne and my electric shaver (yesssh, I have one. It’s philips shaver for cute little babies okay. Not the cheap cheap kind you find in lelong shops!). Mummy even has an overhead torch to look into my ears while she cleans them. She is darn amusing when she wears it on her head! Daddy says she looks like a gold-miner. Third drawer – my clothes, my food and my personal hair dryer (only for my princely use). You see, I am exclusive.

Some people comments my side view looks just as good. So here it is! See my thick white gold necklace? I look like some Ah Long. Tee hee.

And there! Be in awe of my stately presence. Look at my emperor clothes! I must be the most handsome dog around. Anyone wants to be my girlfriend? Only beautiful Singaporean (okay and PR as well, PRC I can also consider) lady dogs need to apply – I reserve the right to sniff everyone’s backside, okay. If interested, please drop me an email at koh.ah.bee@gmail.com – this is a real gmail account! In your email, include your photo and a brief description of yourself. And no, I don’t intend to start any long-distance relationship. International phone bills can be quite expensive these days – Mummy will scold me. Besides, you probably can’t hear me barking well on the line. I will also consider starting my fan page in facebook soon. You know – I can be so lovable! Tee-hee. My future career plans? I am thinking of writing a book called; “The dog who eats birds nest”. You think will sell?