Probably the Worst Day of Phui Phui's Life

Poor little phui does have the worst day of his life - and his not even 1 year old yet - poor darling.

It was that faithful day - the day where PD and I went back to work. He's his usual naughty self, pulling dirty clothes out of the laundry to play with. Either that or, pulling out clean clothes out of the wardrobe to build a nest. We rationalise that he misses us, so, wanted our scent next to him *roll eyes*

Phui was fine till dinner time - we've packed pork chop rice from the food court for dinner. PD was unpacking them and setting the table for dinner. Half way through that, he heard someone shouting profanities below the apartment block. Being the usual kaypoh, he
stop what he was doing and headed to the window to take a peek at what's going on.

While PD was at his nosing around - Phui was doing his own. He must have stood on his hind legs, front paws on the dinning table taking a sniff. While PD turned around, Phui quickly tried to get out of that frame-shot of doing anything naughty. But in the midst of his haste, his front paw caught 1 end of the handle of the plastic bag. . . And in his quicken motion to get all 4 paws to the ground, he dragged 1 pack of pork chop rice together in the bag to the floor.
PD was so so so so so angry and beat him continualy. With egg still smeared on his front paw, phui cowered and was scared to death. Poor little boy!

PD picked the phui, whose tail by this time have already went right down between his legs, and put him behind the black play pan in the spare room. PD turned off the lights too.

Phui was so frightened that he just cowered in a little corner. 1st, he was afraid of the play pan (he got his little paw caught in between the grills when he was a puppy and had to had his entire nail pulled out). 2ndly, he was afraid of the dark. 3rd, he was afraid of angry PD. Poor phui - you can imagine how miserable he was then.

i wasn't able to help phui for his naughty act. As much as i wanted to, i can't - i didn't want phui to grow up to be defiant and ill behave. :( sob.


2hours later :

Phui was let out of his 'dungeon' - by then, the poor thing was already in shambles. he cautiously walked out of the room. He was wagging his tail uncertainly - trying to tell PD "peace daddy - peace... phui's wrong - pls don't be angry with me anymore".

there's phui's way of saying i'm sorry, pls don't be angry when he wags his tail slowly and have that cautious look on his face. His little beady eyes a little teary, with a dejected look on his face.

sigh... .so heart pain.

30min later :

Phui was on PD's lap, looking more certain and happy. "YIPEE. My daddy still loves me. Phew!" - honestly, phui should never need to worry over PD ever stop loving him. PD will always love phui - that's one thing for sure.


Sleeping Time :

It was sleeping time - PD, me and Phui got into our warm and fuzzy comforter, to watch CSI. Phui was enjoying the soft bed, being sandwiched in between daddy and mummy was his favourite time of the day. Sleeping Time! *na-b*na-b*nab-b*[that's the sound phui makes when his falling asleep]


02:00am
phui woke up
"mummy! I want to pee!"
[after peeing]
NO! Mummy - I don't want to go back to sleep. Oh Look!
Mustard! I want to play with Mustard
[Mustard's Phui teddy bear]

02:30am
[phui turn from Mustard to playing with the floor rug]
nooooooooooo... mummy! i don't want to go to bed still - stop it!
ouch! no!hey! stop that mummy! stop that!
[i went on to pick him up and dunk him on bed]
*sulks* "damn! i hate mummy"

03:00 am
mummy look! i can fly - whoopie!
[phui leaps off bed and burges into the master toilet]
[runs around in the toilet. by this time PD woke up]

uh-oh.... PD's awake - phui's in trouble now. PD stared at phui horsing around. He look as though he was about to grab phui by the throat and throw him in the toilet bowl, flush him off and go back to sleep.

PD frowned at Phui, who, by this time froze up as he knows his going to get it - daddy has got that angry look on his face. PD held phui by the scuff of his neck and threw him out of the bedroom. *gasp* PD slam the door, turn off the lights, and went back to bed.

I tried to strain my ears for any whimpering from that poor, but extremely naughty boy. There was none. hmmmmm.... By that time - it was already 3:20am

05:00am
*whine*whine* - *knock*knock*
I was awoken by phui's whining and him pawing on the door. God knows how long his been doing that. Or, was it only for that instance
By the time I went to open the door, phui disappeared into the wardrobe room - probably feeling sad and miserable that his daddy and mummy is going to be angry at him forever, and is ignoring him.

"phui phui! phui phui! where are you?"

out of the darkness, I could hear phui's running footsteps. He must be over the moon to hear me calling him. In no time, i saw him trotting happily. He stood at the foot of the door way -uncertain if he should enter.

"come on in sweet p"

he took a step through the threshold - still uncertain. I pet the edge of the bed to indicate that he could climb up. he stood on his hind legs and place his two front paws on the my side of the bed, and turn to look at me as if asking - do you think its a good idea?

I carried him up and went to bed myself. he walked over to PD's side cautiously - and took a peek - he hesitated and then started licking PD.

PD woke up, lifted his head slightly and stared at phui. At that instant, I saw Phui flinched, cowered towards me - shrinking away in fear.

Poor little thing - he must be really frightened. Phui clung on to me throughout the night.

5:45am

all 3 of us slept through till 7am


What a day for Phui....

What a night for me...