tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-183845662024-03-14T07:41:52.448+00:00BooBoo, Ginga, and the World of Dogs6 humans, 2 dogs, 1 cat and 4 apartments = mayhemMosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-68187677712272943392008-04-19T01:43:00.004+00:002008-04-19T03:03:55.263+00:00Of Fear, Food and Friendship<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1139/1172275716_37452ecc62.jpg?v=0"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1139/1172275716_37452ecc62.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />An "awww" moment on thursday:<br />As you may know, Cleo the kitty is now roaming freely in the appartment with Ginga and Booboo. They are indifferent to each other most of the time. It's especially true for the kitty and Ginga because Ginga is a bit intimidated by cats, for reason that Daisuke explained previously. Booboo is still trying to run at the kitty from time to time but kitty is less and less impressed so it's not as fun for Booboo. <br />Thursday, Ginga was in the bedroom with me, Kitty was napping in the hallway between the bedroom and the living room and Booboo was with I-mei in the living. I decided to get a drink for myself and treats for the doggies. I stepped over the stretching cat and open the treat bag, a sure signal that two fluffy heads will come soon enough with very interested looks on them. So I am quite surprised when only one set of pointy ears approached the kitchen. I turned around to look for the other 4-legged barker and I saw a doggy anxiously seating down by the end of the hallway, torn between proceeding towards the kitchen and not disturbing the queen kitty laying in the middle of the hallway.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1427/1094830512_59edd5ce65.jpg?v=0"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1427/1094830512_59edd5ce65.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />You have to understand that there are very few things that can keep Ginga away from snacks. A burning fire is probably one ( not positive though) and the cat apparently, is another one. Cleo's psychological ascendancy on Ginga by now is well established. Cleo is, dare I say, the alpha-dog in the group. Booboo at first, was totally focused on not missing out on his treats but he realized that his partner-in-crime is oddly missing. He observed the whole scene, Ginga, the cat and the treats, then he analyzed the situation and knew what he had to do. He growled slightly to let the cat know he was coming and got a starting run. The cat jumped up and ran towards the other room. Ginga knew he had only a short window to escape so he got the clue and rushed towards the kitchen as Booboo made the diversion. <br />And that's how Booboo delivered Ginga from the "mean queen" Cleo and got him to get his favorite treats. <br />Another tale of fear, food and friendship in Lafayette, IN. Expect the unexpected. Booboo would never openly admit it but he does have a soft spot for his rounder brother Ginga. He is also warming up to his new sister but, one day at a time. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kZ0eLACO3Oo/SAlfpEZgtiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KMZGA-cj4qk/s1600-h/ginga+and+boo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kZ0eLACO3Oo/SAlfpEZgtiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KMZGA-cj4qk/s400/ginga+and+boo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190785204681225762" /></a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561304085890605734noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-73655761580958474002007-07-30T23:14:00.000+00:002007-07-30T23:16:23.058+00:00Starring Ginga as Oliver Twist<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/956419926/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1092/956419926_36082d216a.jpg" alt="Please sir, can I have some more?" height="500" width="375" /></a><br /></div><br />"Please Sir, May I have some more?"Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-2509272237426063562007-07-04T19:00:00.000+00:002007-07-04T19:01:10.400+00:00All about BooThese are interesting flowers, they were there in the morning but no sign of them in the afternoon.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/685848969/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1174/685848969_17ae643ca4.jpg" alt="BooBoo loves flowers" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Beware the eye of Sauron... but yield to the eye of Boo:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/716170308/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1062/716170308_14513cf473.jpg" alt="Eye" width="400" /></a><br /></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-56900824387235068742007-06-27T02:21:00.000+00:002007-06-27T02:52:32.365+00:00A Ginga storyAs you know, there is <a href="http://mosilager.blogspot.com/2007/06/awful-for-human-good-for-doggie.html">a small concern about Booboo's weight.</a><br />So to remedy the slight weight loss, we figure that a bowl of puppy food every night can help him gain some needed muscles. Evidently, there is no such worry about Ginga :).<br />The problem is, everytime we give Boo puppy food, Ginga becomes increasingly depressed that he is deprived of the bonus food, especially tastier food.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kZ0eLACO3Oo/RoHLaxU-OQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IADwXQWq2IQ/s1600-h/20051024_0200.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kZ0eLACO3Oo/RoHLaxU-OQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/IADwXQWq2IQ/s320/20051024_0200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080565515428968706" border="0" /></a><br />To comfort his hurt feelings ( in the eyes of the Gingster, there is probably no bigger injustice<br />than unequal distribution of nourishments ), I-mei likes to hug him in a tight embrace for long minutes and whispers to him that he is as loved as much Booboo and that this situation is just temporary. You have to know that I-mei's hugs to the doggies are notorious for being of the choking kind. So at some point, either Ginga or Booboo have to escape for air. Today, Ginga decided to escape before the hug becomes unbearable. However, I-mei felt very sad about the early separation and started to fake-cry. We never tried that before so I expected Ginga to just walk on behind the table as he usually does. His reaction was priceless: first he looked startled and then he came back to I-mei and curled into her belly to comfort her and cuddle. It was the sweetest thing. For good measure, he added a little roll-over and a big Ginga smile. Yep, seeing that definitely felt like <a href="http://mosilager.blogspot.com/2007/06/gift-for-william-wales.html">a royal treat</a>. <br /><br />PS: It is Madagascar's independence day so GB's had to have their walk outside with <a href="http://malagasymiray.net/2007/06/23/faites-national-d/">small multicolor lanterns. </a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561304085890605734noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-55378750370246438482007-06-21T11:56:00.000+00:002007-06-21T18:49:50.350+00:00A gift for William WalesPrince William of Wales? or England? anyway William of Wales is celebrating his 25th birthday. A reporter was rhetorically wondering what does one give somebody who has everything. Well, I have the answer - a day with BooBoo and Ginga.<br /><br />So, in the morning, Ginga comes in and wakes you up with a big sloppy kiss.<br /><br />Then he positions and repositions his body for a massage. Even though it sounds like work, giving a massage is very good for relaxation. He will tolerate big hugs during this process.<br /><br />By the time the Ginga massage is done, BooBoo will come in for an arse-rub and he gets very excited when you get up.<br /><br />Then Ginga Boo perform a little wrestling match for your benefit - especially if you like photography, this part is a lot of fun.<br /><br />A long, relaxing walk follows, during which Ginga and BooBoo attempt to compete with each other by seeing who can poo-poo the most. BooBoo is about half the size - it's amazing how he manages to keep up. This must be one of the wonders of the world.<br /><br />During the walk, other doggie parents are running around and you get to meet them, as well as people driving by who smile at you very kindly. This is particularly good for the prince, as he can be sure they are smiling at him because of the doggies, and not because of his fame and fortune and all that stuff.<br /><br />Then, training time... as long as some treats are brought out, doggies will cycle through everything they know - sit, lay down, roll over, speak etc. and you can teach them new stuff as well. Ginga in particular becomes a genius when there is food around. It's extremely satisfying when they do what you want them to...<br /><br />One can then go for enjoying nature aka taking the doggies to the woods so they can go off leash and you can enjoy the wild outdoors. Now you can find where squirrels hide and how fast they can climb up a tree when faced with BooBoo and Ginga.<br /><br />Once home you realise that you are out of treats and go to the store to get some. When you get back they jump around and are very excited to see you, even if you just took 10 minutes to come back. Well BooBoo does the jumping around and Ginga dances.<br /><br />I've never seen any paparazzi around gingaboo so the prince will be safe in that regard too. In conclusion, the best gift to give the prince who has everything is a day as a commoner, with a chance to get unconditional love from some little Princes.Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-15462451276873656692007-06-17T14:29:00.000+00:002007-06-21T11:14:23.308+00:00GingaBoo approves of Paul Potts<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1k08yxu57NA"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1k08yxu57NA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><br />A not-dog related video at all but just because this is so awesome.....<br />And also, Booboo and Simon Cowell are distant cousins. What ? You could not tell ?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561304085890605734noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-50547914639982163722007-04-29T19:42:00.000+00:002007-04-29T20:00:38.961+00:00Chloe<div style="text-align: justify;">Ginga and BooBoo's friend Chloe came visiting from Chicago to get away from the big city and enjoy life in the rural wilderness. We introduced Ginga to Chloe first. Chloe initially didn't take too well to Ginga's sniffing of her behind and there were a few moments when Ginga got told off. Ginga also got snapped at when he tried to mount Chloe... Ginga - not on the first date, buddy. Fatass treated Chloe with a little more respect after that and we think he's on the path to becoming a true 'gentledog.' This is Chloe.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/477202547/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/183/477202547_d46bf4009d.jpg" alt="Chloe" width="400" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />Wish I had muscles like that!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/477184794/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/188/477184794_c5a292fc6a.jpg" alt="Muscle" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Ginga and BooBoo also had lots of fun. And, they responded to "Come" very well. OK OK so we had to bribe them!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/477184700/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/477184700_df8614d438.jpg" alt="Happy BooBoo and Ginga" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/477184628/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/174/477184628_e78d740406.jpg" alt="BooBoo Ginga Chloe" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />All the doggies decided to have mud baths. Wish they were as happy about having baths in good, clean water. Ginga decided that he was going to try to avoid the after-walk bath by rubbing some of the mud off the grass.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/477184480/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/224/477184480_aa2a7ba9c3.jpg" alt="Scratch off the mud" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />BooBoo later had fun in the fountain - that did not save him from a proper bath though. Even the high pressure of the fountain couldn't take off the smell of whatever dead animal he had rolled around in.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/477202185/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/477202185_34a1bfe122.jpg" alt="BooBoo has a drink" width="375" /></a></div></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-7808875434703862102007-04-23T03:04:00.000+00:002007-04-25T01:10:04.650+00:00Dog Conference 2007<div style="text-align: justify;">Lots of doggies decided to attend this year's dog conference to chat. Our secret informer inside the conference gave us these exclusive photos of what transpired. The main topics of discussion included poop, pee, rabbits, squirrels, trash, stinky dead things and how to pretend to not understand what the annoying human is saying. Needless to say Ginga Boo are experts at that but the other doggies also gave them some pointers.<br /><br />We couldn't sneak a picture of all the participants, but here are some of them:<br />Tango, Ginga, Goucho, Lily and Scottie. Tango's half border collie, half retriever (something like a Boonga), Goucho's a half border collie, half collie and Scottie's all Border collie.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468894759/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/232/468894759_456b7a46f1.jpg" alt="DogsDogsDogs" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Here's Tango, posing, also featuring Ginga, not posing.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468894455/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/221/468894455_fe77ed9b87.jpg" alt="Tango and Ginga" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Goucho tries to tell Lilly, "How YOU doin'?"<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468881790/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/177/468881790_b34298faf4.jpg" alt="goucho" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Tango and Lily really hit it off together, despite Goucho's interest. They looked like black and white versions of each other and kept sneaking off into the bushes and coming back looking very happy. Goucho looks confused... the how you doin' look always works with all the other ladies.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468895007/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/468895007_5ad7fdd55c.jpg" alt="Lily, Tango, Goucho" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Apparently there was lots of other action too. Ginga was the initiator this time and in the thick of things.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468883654/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/227/468883654_45c424f7a5.jpg" alt="Dogs playing" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />The black-and-whites volunteered to check up on the best spots for perfume and massage. Unfortunately they rolled all over the stinky dead stuff before anybody else could get there so their scouting didn't quite benefit the conference. Well they're smiling now but they won't be once they get showered at home.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468883448/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/468883448_66322f7fcb.jpg" alt="Border stinker" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468882800/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/211/468882800_707a71415c.jpg" alt="Boo roll stinky" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />They came back pretending nothing had happened. The smell is tell-tale though doggies. Even the humans within miles can smell that.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468896857/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/167/468896857_d77979b4d0.jpg" alt="Border Collies" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Ginga enjoyed himself thoroughly. He took up the role of the guard and went ahead on the trail and looked back every now and then to make sure everyone was following. The other doggies didn't know what "trail" meant so they were after every squirrel in the woods. If they didn't come back when called, though, Ginga had something to say to them. Tough love with Ginga. With his short stature and military bearing, maybe he was Napoleon in a previous birth.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468895739/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/197/468895739_a722038f39.jpg" alt="Ginga and Goucho" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468895437/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/176/468895437_d9a7c6aa84.jpg" alt="Scottie, Ginga, Tango" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468895575/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/199/468895575_7deceb6257.jpg" alt="ginga_javelin" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Ah yes the humans bring welcome food. Excellent.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468896095/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/468896095_b1b4fdb161.jpg" alt="Stomach is the way to the heart" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Wait... oh Ginga got it first. Now there won't be any left for anyone else. No point in trying.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468896015/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/191/468896015_dd2b842486.jpg" alt="food2" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />BooBoo and Scottie may be related. They had the same mannerisms. Hey, maybe we brought home the wrong one, this could be just like parent trap.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468882638/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/468882638_39ee18b918.jpg" alt="boo_scottie" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468882370/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/200/468882370_45f4e9212f.jpg" alt="Border collies at play" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />We were afraid Benji couldn't keep up but he was a trooper. Since he can't see he had to go by his other senses... often his senses told him to go away from where all the big dogs were making lots of noise. Although he could not resist posing when the camera was on him.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468883016/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/468883016_1e7cfcef38.jpg" alt="benji" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Boo took a particular liking to Benji and made sure he kept up. Benji didn't like that very much usually. He's older than all of the rest, he can take care of himself. Sorry Benji, hang around with enough Border Collies and you'll start getting herded.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468896551/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/210/468896551_95a5551f4f.jpg" alt="BooBoo and Benji" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />After the conference concluded the dogs decided to rest.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468895137/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/183/468895137_5a059797c3.jpg" alt="Lily Boo" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />When asked, Lily said the conference was delicious and also flirted with our correspondent. Or was she just licking off the remainder of some food?<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/468894873/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/218/468894873_e4427dfd02.jpg" alt="Dog Tongue" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Have a good summer everybody, more conferences will be arranged soon.</div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-3988326567201882402007-03-26T11:56:00.000+00:002007-03-26T12:04:30.673+00:00Spring is in the air...and BooBoo says HI! Those are some intense eyes, BooBoo.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/434956286/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/434956286_c9578f5101.jpg" alt="Here's looking at you, kid" height="500" width="375" /></a><br /></div><br />Ginga wants to serve and protect like his german shepherd ancestors. The birds are not a threat to us, Ginga.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/434956296/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/170/434956296_5111a82a46.jpg" alt="Protect. Serve. Eat." width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />BooBoo also decided that looking at us would not get him any treats. But sitting down and staring at the birds might get him an off-leash experience.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/434956290/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/434956290_5eb5528b65.jpg" alt="Those birds look tasty" height="500" width="375" /></a></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-25266467109464633652007-03-06T13:29:00.000+00:002007-03-06T14:09:13.611+00:00More about Ginga's Origins....Ginga was found on the net by his first mom (thanks to modern technology), after searching lot of dog pictures on famous pet listing sites she came across a cute puppy pic from South Bend, IN. I think it said only $49.99( actually its a measure owners use protect their dogs from being sold for experiments to labs by some ppl) . So we drove to south bend. To our surprise there were a lot more dogs than we had imagined. We even met his mother and other brother and sisters, there were lots of them from the family we got ginga. We were presented with 2 choices one was ginga and the other his mirror lookalike brother. Ginga was more friendly and playful.<br /><br />ginga is a German Shepherd ( ithink his mother was the shepherd) and Golden retriever mix (no he does not have any beaggle or chiuwaha in him). although one can argue abt that based on his short legs.<br /><br />Since he was only 3-4 mnths old, and it was winter, if we took him outside he use to start shaking bcoz of the cold, so his mother use to put him in her jacket and zip it up with only his head sticking out ( he was not 30 kgs and dint find playing in snow blizzards fun then). <br /><br />He kept making puppy crying noises for many days and we felt really bad that he was seperated from his family. He was really cute and his puppy eyes could melt anything...Daisukehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14389379549021584322noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-43583969691299809602007-03-05T21:45:00.000+00:002007-03-05T21:48:02.529+00:00Origins of GingaGinga and Boo welcome Ginga's ex-daddy <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14389379549021584322">Daisuke</a> as a guest writer on the blog. Here is his first post:<br /><br />Origins of Ginga: Ginga is a from a far far away land called south bend in indiana where he had many brothers and sisters and a mom. He was only 3 or 4 months old then. His friendly personality stood out amongst his siblings. We were immediately melted by his cuteness. So we put him in our car. He cried all the way to W laf and for few more days... he really missed his mom and family. But soon ginga mixed up with us and became a integral part of our family... His name was decided from the famous Japaneses Anime called "GINGA", story of an Akita Inu pup called Gin (Japanese for "silver") who leaves his owner, a young boy named Daisuke, to join a pack of wild dogs. The pack is gathering strong dogs from all over Japan to fight a deranged bear named Akakabuto and his minions... (although i am not sure if ginga is on such a mission looking at his fitness and reading abt his eating habits)..more abt ginga's life before joining the new family...Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-74522002532161095672007-02-24T00:08:00.000+00:002007-02-25T20:38:29.876+00:00Black... the pets are all blackThe fatass Kitty was just sitting around<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/400206669/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/121/400206669_9e3d3cef45.jpg" alt="Kitty Sits" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />So we gave her something to do... she had some fun catching the string. Her claws are the reason why GB don't meet her very often.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/400206619/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/172/400206619_a76d02cd6f.jpg" alt="Kitty Catches String" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />I think Lova took this pic... I love it, looks like snow next to a river and there's a sunset to boot. <span style="font-style: italic;">edit: Lova says I-mei took the photo. Thanks Imei.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/400206532/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/102/400206532_4d1a57edd6.jpg" alt="Ginga Boo Sunset" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />BooBoo is the King of the hill, and he's enjoying the view<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/400206444/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/400206444_82ec021056.jpg" alt="BooBoo Looks Sunset" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Time to climb down the hill<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/400206399/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/400206399_571e7232c4.jpg" alt="BooBoo Climb Down" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br />Although G-man does not quite fit with the theme of the post... he does have some black on him so here is Ginga...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/400220944/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/400220944_6017b2f21c.jpg" alt="Ginga sleeps on a shoe" width="400" /></a><br /></div>...and no he's not eating the shoe, he's using it as a pillow. Lazy Ginga.Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-68927092317832453222007-02-11T01:51:00.000+00:002007-02-06T00:52:28.661+00:00Bow to the snow<div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001474/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/44/386001474_8b08bd7717.jpg" alt="Silver" height="500" width="375" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001407/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/137/386001407_c2ca56f946.jpg" alt="LetsPlay" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001372/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/386001372_d2fcf22aa2.jpg" alt="Happy BooBoo in BW" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001331/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/175/386001331_c357605cae.jpg" alt="HappyBooBoo" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001274/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/54/386001274_4831e7fdda.jpg" alt="Ginga Elephant Leg" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001235/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/386001235_5afa32c7af.jpg" alt="Portrait of Ginga" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001197/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/136/386001197_228021fafa.jpg" alt="Portrait of Ginga in BW" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001174/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/127/386001174_03b32df307.jpg" alt="Athletic BooBoo" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/386001149/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/386001149_e66cc71cc7.jpg" alt="BooBoo hunting" width="400" /></a></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-86641683497135343932006-12-31T22:33:00.000+00:002007-01-01T00:24:13.388+00:00Happy New YearGinga and BooBoo lost each other briefly in the park during New Year celebrations.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/339276415/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/339276415_ec35e04e58.jpg" alt="Looking for each other?" height="500" width="375" /></a><br /></div><br />Then they found each other... but they had to run a long way to meet up!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/339276454/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/339276454_f03ad97a89.jpg" alt="Puppy-like dog 2" height="500" width="375" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/339276493/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/147/339276493_839bd14ef4.jpg" alt="Puppy-like dog" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/339276359/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/339276359_4ec79bc41e.jpg" alt="Come" width="400" /></a><br /></div><br />Yay... and Happy New Year 2007 from BooBoo and Ginga. No, BooBoo that's not how you say Happy New Year!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/340191820/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/125/340191820_f2db13b3fd.jpg" alt="boobootongue" height="500" width="380" /></a><br /></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1161306672221449122006-10-20T01:01:00.000+00:002006-10-20T21:27:12.410+00:00when I'm 64<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7597/2249/1600/20051225_0420.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7597/2249/320/20051225_0420.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />When I get fatter, losing my hair, many years from now,<br />Will you still be sending me a Frontline, head massages, piece of pie?<br />If I'd run out pee at the tree, would you lock the door?<br />Will you still pet me, will you still feed me,<br />When I'm sixty-four?<br /><br />Hmm------mmm---mmmh.<br />You'll be fatter, too. Aaah, and if you give the treat, I could stay with you.<br /><br />call me a ginga, drop me a line tell me you got food<br />Indicate precisely where they would be, yours sincerely eating away.<br />Give me your burger, over a bun, mine forever more.<br />Will you still pet me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty four?<br /><br /><br />(the original song from beatles....)<br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KEWi3dgl3ew"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KEWi3dgl3ew" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>imeihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11778688803902806763noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1161305500075841772006-10-20T00:44:00.000+00:002006-10-20T00:55:00.166+00:00You are my Booboo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7597/2249/1600/004_04.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7597/2249/320/004_04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />You are my Booboo <br />My only Booboo <br />You make me happy <br />When skies are blue <br />You'll never know, dear, <br />How much I love you <br />Please be happy and healthy always<br /><br />The other nite, dear, <br />As I lay sleeping <br />I dreamed I held you long in my arms <br />When I awoke, dear, <br />I was mistaken <br />It was a Ginga snoring in my ear<br /><br />You are my booboo, <br />My only booboo. <br />You make me happy <br />When skies are blue. <br />You'll never know, dear, <br />How much I love you. <br />Please be happy and healthy always<br />Please be happy and healthy alwaysimeihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11778688803902806763noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1159223019396326142006-09-25T22:10:00.000+00:002006-09-25T22:23:39.516+00:00Eyes are the window to the soulBooBoo's eyes... they do look quite wolf-like but i think he was just annoyed that I wouldn't let him rest. Do you smell what the BooBoo is cooking?<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/252749543/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/112/252749543_bd71ebd897_o.jpg" width="400" height="169" alt="do you see the wolf in me?" /></a></center><br /><br />BooBoo was crashed out on the sofa the whole weekend... hope he's not coming down with something.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/252749569/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/41/252749569_32db2a8d21_o.jpg" width="400" height="299" alt="rest dog rest" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/252749598/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/102/252749598_46132c926c_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="border collie mix on couch" /></a></center><br /><br />Ginga's very calm. He's just waiting for instructions from me as to what to do next.<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/252749709/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/252749709_b0fd3f1832_o.jpg" width="400" height="169" alt="german shepherd dog eyes" /></a></center><br /><br />Does Ginga want to be an elephant? He's getting there with the eating... if only he could figure out how to get his nose bigger.<br /><center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/252749665/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/107/252749665_ae246355ae_o.jpg" width="400" height="533" alt="dog wants to be elephant" /></a><br /></center><br /><br />OK he found that comparison funny...<br /><center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/252749769/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/87/252749769_a81add089e_o.jpg" width="400" height="300" alt="German Shepherd Dog Smile" /></a><br /></center>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1155303481368479022006-08-11T13:22:00.000+00:002006-08-11T13:38:01.416+00:00Dear future mom.....Dear future mom,<br /><br />How are you? Since the last time you came to the duck park with me I haven't seen you at all. My daddy keeps telling me that there is no future mommy for me. What does that mean?? why don't I get a mommy?? Booboo has you as mommy; why can't I ??? Aunty is also saying something like I am German or I will go to Germany. Why am I German? I thought I am Ginga. Is Germany another park? Can I still chase ducks there? I haven't got one for my booboo yet.<br />How is booboo? Could you tell him that I miss him and I will come to see him soon~~<br /><br />your dear sweet little slutty Ginga....imeihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11778688803902806763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1154965429918745462006-08-07T15:22:00.000+00:002006-08-07T21:51:04.700+00:00Booboo to Ginga replyMy dearest Ginga,<br /><br />I was so ahppy to receive your letter. My mummy had to read it to<br />me because I cannot get to a computer just yet. I am doing much better now,<br />thank you. I was having a hard time moving around before but lately I found myself<br />yearning for my squeaking elephant toy and even the magic blanket :).<br />Since you have been on vacation, I realized that I learned a lot from<br />you, I appreciate treats more and cuddling is actually more enjoyable. I hope that when I am fully recovered, you will take me with you to the park and teach me duck herding tricks, it sounds like fun. I am still mostly laying down on the mattress for most of the day with a human by my side and they feed me all sorts of treats. Apparently I am on a weight gaining program, quite ironic, don't you think ? I am grateful for their company but they would not let me clean or scratch myself. How weird is that ? Do I stop them from showering ?<br />I hate to admit it but I miss you, miss you dearly actually. I would<br />give up the blanket if I could get to play tag with you again, even<br />for just 5 min. The silver lining is that the next time I see you, it<br />would probably mean that things are moving along in the right direction.<br />Big hug,<br />your "not-so-hairy friend anymore" Booboo<div class="tag_list">Tags: <span class="tags"><a href="http://technorati.com/tag/boo" rel="tag">boo</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/ginga" rel="tag">ginga</a></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561304085890605734noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1154892045176638612006-08-06T19:07:00.000+00:002006-08-06T19:20:45.193+00:00Ginga's letter to BoobooDear Booboo,<br /><br />I haven't seen you for awhile; how have you been?? I am at aunty's place. My future mommy came couple times and told me that you are busy recovering and cannot play with me. What is recovering? is it something good to eat? why can't I recovering with you?<br />Our favorite aunt is very nice to me, though I think my food taste different here. I go to the duck park a lot, they always make me go into the water and catch the stick for them. I don't understand why they cannot hold on to the stick by themselves. I think you must know because you never had to go in and get it for them. I have been trying to get you a duck as a present. So far I can only get the stick though, but you like stick as well, right? How is our home? Is the magic cage still there? you know, the one that always has good treats show up in it?? Would you save me some? I am trying to lose weight by eating less and poopoo a lot, because my daddy and future mommy all say that I am too heavy for you. She also said that you are trying to gain weight. Are you eating well? are you on vacation, too? When will I see you?<br /><br />your dear fat ass Ginga.....imeihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11778688803902806763noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1154655791458210892006-08-04T01:38:00.000+00:002006-08-04T01:43:11.480+00:00The story of Ginga and Booboo in sight and sound.From "the 1st time" apart to reunited forever :), here is "Boonga Mountain". <br /><br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QSRtgXtCGxs"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QSRtgXtCGxs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed></object>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15561304085890605734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1152373899155207892006-07-08T15:48:00.000+00:002006-07-08T15:51:39.190+00:00Doggies - then and now...<center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/184783492/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/51/184783492_4f39b44d99_o.jpg" alt="gingaboothen" height="300" width="400" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/184783495/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/184783495_2133a7cbe9_o.jpg" alt="gingaboonow" height="208" width="400" /></a><br /><br /></center><br /><br /><br /><div class="tag_list"><span class="tags" style="font-size:58%;"><a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PUPPIES" rel="tag">PUPPIES</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/DOGS" rel="tag">DOGS</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/GINGA" rel="tag">GINGA</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BOOBOO" rel="tag">BOOBOO</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/GERMAN+SHEPHERD" rel="tag">GERMAN SHEPHERD</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BORDER+COLLIE" rel="tag">BORDER COLLIE</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PAST" rel="tag">PAST</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PRESENT" rel="tag">PRESENT</a>, <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PHOTOS" rel="tag">PHOTOS</a></span></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1147392871671026512006-05-11T23:50:00.001+00:002006-05-12T00:14:31.696+00:00Little Angels Gingaboo~One day I thought about that, many many years later, gingaboo will become little angels. Right then I had an image of ginga, with short wings, trying so hard to flying higher to reach the food. And booboo has nice lean pair of wings, gracefully moving around, and suddenly sees ginga trying to catch him up. Fatass?? again??? wooofwoooooofff~~~ haha~~ <br />the other day, Lova woke up with ginga on the floor right by the bed. We think he must have fallen again from the bed and not noticed it. Funny ginga. He usually sleeps so deeply at night anyway and always snores. Since he is very cushiony the floor probably is as comfy as the bed. Booboo on the other hand prefer either behind the couch or under the bed. I wonder how those skinny bones can feel comfy there. Last night though they completely swithed. Ginga was behind the couch while booboo was on the bed. Yah, ginga fit in behind the couch!!! All those workout with the water bags finally pays off!!!! Booboo is also getting healthier and putting on some weight. Good boys!! mama is proud!!!!imeihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11778688803902806763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1143076402463833702006-03-23T01:07:00.000+00:002006-03-23T01:13:22.486+00:00Baby GingaGinga's mummy (motomama) sent baby pictures of Ginga... so here they are!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/116567932/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/116567932_b8acf6eee2_o.jpg" alt="babyginga2" height="320" width="240" /></a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/116567931/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/37/116567931_343f8aaab7_o.jpg" alt="babyginga1" height="320" width="240" /></a><br /><br /><div class="tag_list"><span style="font-size:60%;">Tags: </span><span class="tags" style="font-size:60%;"><a href="http://technorati.com/tag/GERMAN+SHEPHERD" rel="tag">GERMAN SHEPHERD</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PUPPY" rel="tag">PUPPY</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/GINGA" rel="tag">GINGA</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PHOTO" rel="tag">PHOTO</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PICTURE" rel="tag">PICTURE</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BABY" rel="tag">BABY</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/DOG" rel="tag">DOG</a></span></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18384566.post-1140576184328669012006-02-22T02:34:00.000+00:002006-02-22T03:34:41.653+00:00They love each otherGinga and BooBoo are very well behaved, especially when there is food in the offing...<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/102847958/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/25/102847958_4a382314fb.jpg" alt="gingaboolaydown" height="400" width="362" /></a><p></p><br />After the food they shared some brotherly love...<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mosilager/102847956/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/39/102847956_03d5e27da8.jpg" alt="gingabookiss" height="322" width="400" /></a><p></p><br /><br />OK, interesting story. I was walking the guys for about 30 minutes to a birthday party "down the road." (Actually it was <a href="http://mosilager.blogspot.com/2006/02/booboos-moms-birthday.html">Ginga's secret lover's (GSL)</a> birthday party) and when we got close to the house the dogs got very excited. I looked back to see a white dog with black spots following us very nicely. Didn't see a collar or anything, but the dog did look well-groomed. S(he) followed us all the way to the party and I got the Boonga in to the house and left to find the stray. This doggie had disappeared by then unfortunately, so we scared <a href="http://mosilager.blogspot.com/2006/02/booboos-moms-birthday.html">GSL</a> by claiming that his present ran away. Oh well, maybe the doggie just escaped temporarily to get some action with the Boonga.<br /><br /><div class="tag_list"><span style="font-size:60%;">Tags: </span><span class="tags" style="font-size:60%;"><a href="http://technorati.com/tag/GINGA" rel="tag">GINGA</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BOOBOO" rel="tag">BOOBOO</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/GERMAN+SHEPHERD" rel="tag">GERMAN SHEPHERD</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BORDER+COLLIE" rel="tag">BORDER COLLIE</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/WALK" rel="tag">WALK</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/STRAY" rel="tag">STRAY</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/BIRTHDAY" rel="tag">BIRTHDAY</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/SECRET" rel="tag">SECRET</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/LOVER" rel="tag">LOVER</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/PRESENT" rel="tag">PRESENT</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/KISS" rel="tag">KISS</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/FOOD" rel="tag">FOOD</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/LAY" rel="tag">LAY</a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/DOWN" rel="tag">DOWN</a></span></div>Mosilagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08293536314807508468noreply@blogger.com1