To get the older dog, Gypsy to play with him, Kuro will first crouch down, arch his hind high up in the air, swish his tail like how a cat swishes its tail when it sees it's prey, and go:

"Rrrrrrrr, Arf! Arf! Arf! Rrrnnngau."

Gypsy, of course, being the older, wiser dog will just eyeball him and give him the look, all while lying on the floor with her front paws crossed.

And well, Kuro is not one dog to just give up just like that, in fact he's quite persistent, therefore, when barking doesn't work, he'll proceed to phase 2: snapping Gypsy's tail.

Now, Gypsy's one of those dogs that doesn't like getting her behind touched by anyone but herself, even I'm not allowed to touch her tail, and once she's provoked, she will rush at you and snap you while barking with that high-pitched bark whenever someone probes that tail of hers:

"RAF! RAF! RAF!"

Kuro doesn't give up at that, he'll just keep on doing what he does until Gypsy actually gets up and chases him around the yard, which, will probably end up with them looking like the picture below.

Kuro Vs. Gypsy

The scene above is just how my dogs communicate with each other (even though it's not peaceful communication, but still, communication). Language between dogs are fairly simple I must say, with barking while wagging their tail meaning that they're happy, whining and having their ears pulled to the back means they're afraid, or having the wide-eyed eyeball dog with it's tongue hanging lopsidedly from their mouth look which gives the impression that they've got a nut loose somewhere in their head.

One of the many reasons why I like the way my dogs communicate is that they are very frank with their language, always straight to the point, and the message is CLEAR. If they want to take your bone away from you, like how Kuro tries to snatch Gypsy's bone away every time but with little success, they just snatch it, no sneaky advances like what we human do when we try to twist and turn our words, using evasive language like equivocation, and inserting their power into their way of speaking, like how my mom gives us the glare that my dogs cringe from while having a smile on her face and talks to her acquaintances whenever we accidentally embarrass her in public. AND, they never have problems with their pronunciation, not like they could ever have but, still, clear and straightforward.

A few years back, when my grandmother tried to pick up some English, she started off with one of the few words that we would normally use at home, guava, as during that period of time, it so happened that my mom went on a craze with the guavas, buying guavas every week whenever she went to the morning market. In the end, she ended up pronouncing guava as 'guagua'. Orange as 'olen', and my personal favourite Princess as 'insect' (We ended up changing her name to Gypsy, as how she's known now). This, we couldn't blame her, considering her upbringing as she never did have education, being born in the 1930's, girls weren't allowed to study during then as they were expected to stay home and learn how to cook and take care of the family. But still, my grandmother can converse in most of the Chinese dialects like Mandarin, Hokkien, Teochew, Cantonese, Hokkien, Hainan and of course, Malay. Now that I list it out, it seems that she can speak more languages than me!

p.s. : It's okay Magdeline! There's no need for you to change the blog layout :) But doesn't Adam feel like this blog's a very girly blog to blog in? Teehee.

Thought of Human Communication so far : Language is a fun thing to interpret.

This is Jenn (Diong Jenn Huen) and the time now is 1412.