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cutest shihtzu puppy




Let me introduce you to Tom Tom! The only puppy that survive during Loubi's labor. Ain't he the cutest puppy in the world? xx

I have three dogs at my house. Choo (chihuahua), Loubi, and TomTom (shihtzu). How I wish I can take them all to our new home. But Dieter has a strict doggy-rules and I can only take one of them! *CRY* I'm sure my Dad can take care Choo cos she's always been his favorite. So I was torn between Loubi & TomTom. I'm so confused cos I LOVE all my dogs equally the same, I hardly choose one. Sigh

Every dog has its own personality. Choo is a smart, independent, and elegant dog. She's very hard to photograph and really love tanning. Yes, tanning! She has this favorite stone at my backyard, when the sun shines on 9she will sit there prettily. While Loubi is unquestionably the most spoiled dog and "diva" at the house. She is very maternal and protective to her child. TomTom is the naughtiest. He could easily climb upstairs in his early days  (Loubi and Choo never dare to do it) ! He loves to bite the hand that feed him (literally). 
However they have one thing in common: when I said "good night", they will completely shut their eyes and sleep. As if they know that play time is over. I never put them on school though..

Here are some their recent photos....

breakfast
Loubi & TomTom
happy day
My best attempt



Cutest SHIHTZU in the world :D
in love with my thumb

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