In sync with the Lunar New Year, we were decked out in red.

Throw in the double 8s, which also means FATT FATT in dialect. According to hoomanology, this is supposed to mean good luck. Even though its sounds more like “fat fat” to me.

Now, this must be another reason why Liverpool will get a positive result tonight at Manchester City.
Come on you Reds!
Today is the Lunar New Year 2010. Everyone is wishing every other person a Happy Tiger New Year. The cute ones will say Tigger New Year.
4 days ago, we celebrated Torres and Tamys’ 1st birthday. There was a great spread of food. And I mean it.

Poached salmon and vegetables. Now we know what heaven tastes like.
There was a fantastic cake, courtesy of Karen for the two birthday doggies. It was such a joy to behold!

Tamy and Torres, one for the camera.
We wasted little time getting down to some serious blueberry business. Might have done a cleaner job though. Someone left a bit of trace on the nose.

Now, just look at the doofus…

We had great fun nevertheless. As always, it was difficult getting that all important group shot at the end. This was the best Pops could do with his cam.

Happy Birthday Torres and Tamy! Torres, you might bit a little off at times, but I still love you!
I know I know. I haven’t been blogging for the past 3 weeks. The new year’s resolution hasn’t exactly been going according to plan. But it was just physically impossible for us to blog. No, we have not grown too fat that our fingers can’t reach the keypad. It’s just that we have been away from home the last 3 weeks. We were on a retreat at Aunt Amy’s and there was no internet access.
The hoomans have been busy with their wedding and then their honeymoon. So we had to go somewhere for our own little honeymoon or some call it fat camp, where food and space are luxuries.
I just had to drop by the blog to shout out to my fellow doggie mates and hooman fans that we’re alright. Now that we’re back home, normal blogging service will resume, so fret not, reinadoxie and torres are back in business.

Oh and how can I not mention. 3 days to Torres’ big day. I smell a party.