tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41137122720651524402024-02-21T10:24:02.616+08:00Peekcha's GalleryHopefully you can enjoy pictures I took while travelling using my first ever DSLR E300 Olympus CameraBernsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12378752300233521319noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4113712272065152440.post-16590773790010684222008-05-31T10:34:00.002+08:002008-05-31T10:41:24.703+08:00Call Me Tai Tau (Big Head)That doggie in that video that kept showing his back side to me, has been given a name..
He's called, Tai Tau, becuz of the size of his Head, lol, the head on top of his neck....
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/taitau/taitau.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/taitau/taitau.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>One morning as I got to work , I saw him sleeping on the walkway leading to the office. He's a sound sleeper unlike most stray dogs, because as you walk pass him, he'd remain asleep with eyes closed and all.
He's a stray obviously and we found him loitering around our office area for about 6 months now. Totally self sufficient, very playful, and a cutie.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/taitau/taitau2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/taitau/taitau2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>This fler had a fight recently and hurt his left paw... that's the reason for this sad face, plus the fact that I have been chasing him around trying to get a good shot... wakakakaka....Bernsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12378752300233521319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4113712272065152440.post-46810389241243921802008-05-22T10:51:00.002+08:002008-05-22T10:55:27.544+08:00Cute Doggie at Work<object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xX5qWUkVbis&hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xX5qWUkVbis&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object>
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This doggie I found at work, a stray thats very happy, affable, etc....
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<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/cometobed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/cometobed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Already growing accustomed to us, he enjoys a belly rub from Sayang everytime we come by to visit.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/sniff.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/sniff.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>We were so in a hurry to try out this new body harness/leash thingy we just bought from a pet shop. Couldn't wait to take him out for a walk just outside the house. The first time we brought him out , Ed already shows off his hound instinct, smelling smelling... donno what...
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/walking.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/walking.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Harness loose...
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/running.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 490px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/running.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Look I got wings !!
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/sittingdown.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/sittingdown.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Aiyoo.. tired oredi..
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/home.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed%20Day%205/home.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Come tickle my belly...Bernsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12378752300233521319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4113712272065152440.post-26963861564351126572008-02-25T11:03:00.000+08:002008-02-25T14:26:55.116+08:00Ed Hill more Day 3 PicsEd has been the darling of the house ever since he joined the family.
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He has the most mischievious demeanor, and is intelligent enough to study your facial and verbal expressions. His electrically manjafying gaze can melt anyone.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/8-fixatedatsomething.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/8-fixatedatsomething.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>He's got this really lovely posture about him that when he sits down, his two hind legs actually comes up to the front. Cute....
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When he is frustated at not being able to touch the camera he rests awhile and plans another sneak attack at the clicking camera.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/5-tiredla.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/5-tiredla.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Bernsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12378752300233521319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4113712272065152440.post-40927812388309703222008-02-08T10:47:00.000+08:002008-02-08T11:02:32.584+08:00Day 3 - Ed HillIts been 3 days since Ed joined the family. He was then that little shivering little puppy in mom's hands. After only 3 days, his appetite has increased, definitely a massive increase in energy, and adaptation to his new home.
Bringing in the brown mat with Jacky's smell definitely paid off. Ed no longer bark at night, and now sleeps beside the brown mat. I guess it must be giving him a sense of security, the softness, and the smell of another dog around him.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/1-TotallyKO.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/1-TotallyKO.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I think when he is lying down like that on his back , he looks a lot like Scrappy Doo. So Cute...
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/2-tickle.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/2-tickle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>After snapping that picture, he was awakened by the shutter sound. Happy to see me back from he quickly springed from his sleep and greeted me with his wagging tail and happy barks... Thats why I don't like cats... because usually they don't show such enthusiasm, nor affection. In other words, they normally don't give a shit, if you ain't holding a fish in your hand.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/4-eagertojump.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/4-eagertojump.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Sayang came by to say hello and Ed was distracted again. Ok snap a few more shots.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/3-sitting.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/ed%20day%203/3-sitting.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>This is Ed sitting down like a noble little dog. He hasn't done his cause any bad, because of his well mannered behaviour and his ability to not make noise at night, somewhat helped us to convince Mom , that this fler is really keepable.Bernsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12378752300233521319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4113712272065152440.post-40514457681902538932008-01-17T11:44:00.001+08:002008-01-17T12:32:51.376+08:00My Name is ED<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Sir Ed - shivering under Mom's Cuddle.... so cute..........
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/2-mom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 650px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/2-mom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Mama Jean - was totally not happy to see us there....
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/4-explorer.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/4-explorer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Sir Ed's more adventurous sibling, came to check out the camera.... with the rest under the shoe cabinet...
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/3-brosnsistas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/3-brosnsistas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>This little puppy also walking towards the camera.... attracted by the shutter clicks......
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>The rest are slowly coming out from their safe house.......
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I think this puppy on the right, with the little red bell to be very cute.... kinda look like an advertisment model lidat....
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>All the braders and sistas chilling with us.........
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Sitting down posing..........
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 700px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>The camera looks delicious, can I lick it ?
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Ed/10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Please tickle me................
For the story pls <a href="http://shanticombat.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-name-is-ed.html">read :</a>Bernsyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12378752300233521319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4113712272065152440.post-2168082802962560612008-01-15T11:15:00.000+08:002008-01-16T12:05:24.998+08:00Jacky Girl's Pic...This blogsite is supposedly the place where I dump all the photos taken from my camera. I bought a 2nd hand Olympus E300 after loosing the little Ricoh I was so growing attached to.
After fiddling around with all the new (not quite new isn't it) settings on a DSLR, I thought it would be nice to actually put up these pictures in the form of a blog, so that at least, once in a while I could come back and check on my progress.
A blog should be able to do that and organize these pics in a chronological manner. So I could see what I've been doing with the camera.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225337.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 608px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225337.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Jacky, the 8 year old puppy coming out from her little house.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225345.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225345.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>We had just bought her a new chewy bone for her teeth (she's not getting any younger) and a new cushion for her to sit on. The floor must be cold. She just enjoys sitting on this cushion. (F4, 1/6s, ISO1600)
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225346.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225346.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Halfway chewing on the bone, she looks up realizing I am holding my camera shooting away. Had to experiment with taking pictures in low lighting conditions. Notice how noisy the pictures are ?
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225349.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225349.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Isn't she just cute.. thats a totally irresistible look. She's been very possessive with what's hers. I.e. the bone is hers, and she will put her paw over it, should you come near the bone.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225356.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225356.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Energy burnt off, after having a ball of a time chewing the bone.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225351.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225351.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Keeping the bone away from my prying hands.
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225357.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px;" src="http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj308/peekcha2008/Doggie/Jacky/PB225357.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>She realized that I was just gonna fiddle with the clicking black thing. She also rests for awhile.
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