Welcome to Youtube Kingdom, everyone.

This video portal has boomed to become the Wal-mart (for US audiences) or Shoemart (for Filipinos) of the World Wide Web–it’s really got it all! There are music videos, TV shows, some resident freaks, video bloggers, and a dizzying plethora of bored, bored people with webcams. But if you look hard enough, Youtube is actually a gold mine of hidden talent (Sean Kingston, Marie Digby, Charice Pempengco anyone?) and a few interesting gems.

Lots would have already heard of the Miley & Mandy Show, a series of regularly updated videos from Disney’s new Tween Queen-slash-Money Machine Miley Cyrus and her backup dancer-turned-BFF Mandy Jiroux. I’ve watched a few episodes, and its entertaining for a little while, but honestly, their voices kinda get to your head if you watch and listen to them too much.

But I suddenly found my way back to their channel today, because it got to my attention that they recently got involved in The Biggest Online Dance Battle in Youtube History with none other than Jon M. Chu and Adam Sevani of Step Up 2!

I’ll let the videos do the talking:

April 10, 2008: Adam&Chu Dance Crew (ACDC) challenge Miley and Mandy

April 13, 2008: Miley&Mandy Cru with a U responds

April 30, 2008: ACDC totally steps it up with an all-star cast!

I don’t know with everybody else, but I’m totally with the ACDC on this one. Although, M&M Cru did come on strong and got a little somethin’ somethin’ in there for me by putting Channing Tatum in their video!

No, but seriously, the third video completely pawns everything else. Bigwig cameos aside (Hello Lindsay Lohan, Adam Sandler, Chris Brown, Rob Hoffman and Briana Evigan of Step Up 2, Amanda Bynes–the list doesn’t end there!), the music mixes were wicked, and the moves and tricks were just downright jaw-dropping. I also liked how ACDC’s videos didn’t lose that homemade/amateur feel to it, sans a few special effects, so it was all the more surprising to suddenly see these celebrities popping up on your little Youtube screen. I was also proud to see a few Filipinos there (albeit masked) in the form of the Jabbawockeez, winner of America’s Best Dance Crew.

I’d have to say that ACDC utterly, undeniably and spectacularly SMOKED M&M Cru with this one.

But hey, the battle doesn’t end here–I also can’t wait for what the Tween Queen’s got up her sleeve. With all the flak she got from that Vanity Fair shoot, I think that this is a great way to get her in good graces with the public again.

These vids are going into my iPod, and I am now officially a jonmchu subscriber.

Click to see what’s inside!

Bright and early at 8:30 AM today, I had my first ever operation, one that actually involved stitches. Nothing major, just a surgery to take out an impacted wisdom tooth, and the other molar above it. As I sat there on the dentist’s chair, I had my hands on my stomach but I could still feel my heartbeat from there! The words ‘big needle’, ’struggle’, ‘drill’, ‘huge hole’ and other similar terms used by my friends to describe their experiences were running a marathon in my head.

But a bit over an hour and a wee amount of pain later, I was on my way out the door with two souvenirs: a frozen ice balloon held up against my left cheek, and this little pink container over here. –>

My surgery in 6 easy steps:

Step 1. Anaesthesia: The first installment
First is the topical anaesthesia, a strawberry-ish flavored toothpaste-like gel. I was okay at that stage–but not until the dentist pulled out an extra huge and scary needle and started aiming for my mouth. She gave me a tip though: Say the alphabet backwards in my head. I usually can recite this pretty quickly, but for some reason, I got all tangled up in the K and J portion, which got my mind off the needle. Gargling with solution finished off this step.

Step 2. A bit of cleaning (Optional)
Since I haven’t been to her clinic for so long, she decided to do some free cleaning while waiting for the anaesthesia to kick in.

Step 3. Anaesthesia: The second installment
This time, my dentist’s husband (who’s also a dentist, not just a random husband) facilitated my second encounter with Mr. Jumbo Needle.

Step 4. Going in for the kill
After all the preparations, it was time to take out the impacted tooth. I had no idea what exactly what they were doing, what mattered more to me was that I felt nothing. It was just frightening to actually hear all the cracking, scraping, drilling and gurgling going on inside my mouth. Basically, the only pain I felt was due to the dentist pulling my mouth to one side for an hour or so: I genuinely felt that my nose was going to be permanently off-center after the surgery.
Another thing that kept me pre-occupied was listening to the marital issues of my dentist and her husband, which they were discussing ever so casually as they tinkered inside my mouth. There was talk of which DVDs to rent next, what gift they were going to give this friend of theirs, another patient… Hey guys, there’s a bloody mouth in front of you, let’s focus shall we?!

Step 5. Stitch it up
This is the first time ever that anyone’s ever treated me like a bag or a dress or any piece of cloth for that matter, so it was really weird seeing a thread and needle going in and out of my mouth. It came complete with the snipping because they also cut out more of my gums. I have a grand total of eight stitches.

Step 6. Take out any other tooth/teeth that may cause further pain or harm (Optional)
In my case, they had to extract the upper wisdom tooth as well even if it grew normally, because if they didn’t, I’d end up chewing on the hole where my old tooth used to be. They told me that would be painful, and I took their word for it. Basically they repeated Steps 1, 3 and 4, but no sutures this time.

After the surgery, I was surprised to find myself feeling very light-headed and shaky (not to mention semi-drooling). The dentist was giving me advice and reminders, prescribing my meds, but I’m not sure if I can remember all of them because I was really quite dazed. But I’m sure he said that I can’t engage in any strenuous activity or late nights for a week, and that my face will be swollen for 3-4 days at the minimum.

So now, life will come to a semi-standstill after a blur of the past weeks’ busy schedule. for a few days, I’ll be bumming around in all my Ms. Fat-Cheeks glory, probably with an off-center nose and an immobile lower lip.

Ah, yes, picture perfect.

One-eared snail

I’ve always found decorated cookies dubious. They usually don’t taste as good as they look. This cookie here is my goodbye present from Gel, our supervisor for our summer internship at the beach.

Well, okay, my internship didn’t really involve frolicking and partying by the sand and sea. However, we did handle a beach resort account under the projects development team over at Ayala Land Premiere.

(I feel quite queasy about posting about my internship experience on the internet because my bosses might somehow find their way to this entry when they search for media exposure on the resort. Not that I have anything bad to say or anything, haha!)

My course doesn’t require me to undergo any on-the-job training, and I really wasn’t planning to go on one anyway. But an offer came on the first week of April, I sent in my resume, and I was in. I was a bit apprehensive at first, because I had a lot of things planned for my summer–not really official activities, but more of Self-Improvement Time. I wanted to brush up on my stagnating writing and graphic design skills, something I’ll never have time for once school starts. But then my friends, Dino and Lorenz, were telling me that it was a good opportunity that I shouldn’t just bypass. I spent a lot of time thinking it over, and in the end, I decided to give it a try (the pay was a good incentive, too!). I signed up for 100 hours, half of the time that the other intern, Jan, was required to do.

I started on April 9 and ended on April 29, clocking in around 133 hours. The highlight of the job was when we went to the beach resort, Anvaya Cove, because the place is extremely amazing. It’s different from the overrated beauty of other beaches–the water is clear and strikingly blue. The sand isn’t white, but will make you feel like you’re walking on a mattress. A very, very hot mattress, that is. They also have these native woven lounge mats under the tents, a barbecue grill, and a watersports hut all by the shore. The pool is wonderfully landscaped and meticulously designed, and there’s even a tower if you want to enjoy the view from above. Inside, there are separate air-conditioned, fully-furnished rooms: the library (books, magazines, flat-screen monitors and high speed internet), game room (Wii console, more computers hooked with the latest games), board room (board games), wine room, and lots more! It’s actually only in its initial stages of development, but pretty soon they’ll have lots more water sports facilities available, a golf course, and an adventure/hiking trail for adults and for kids, and ziplines. They’ve got a great concept and a creative and kooky project development team, so I’m sure there will really be lots more to expect from this resort.

Okay, I have NOT been brainwashed, Anvaya Cove was just really THAT beautiful. It was well worth the long travel to Morong, Bataan. Besides, we had a free ride and free food, so heck, no complaints here!

Wait. Scratch that, I do have one complaint: They didn’t tell us that we could actually go for a swim while they all dispersed to go to meetings! What could have been more frustrating than to have travelled all those hours, be there, standing and staring at the beach, feeling the sun on your shoulders, and NOT HAVING A SWIMSUIT WITH YOU?! The sparkly blue waters were playing mind games on me, and I could swear it was going, ‘Jump in… Jump in… JUMP IN!!!”, so I had to pry myself away from the sand and tell Jan that we’d better retreat to the library. Ah, yes, I used the air-con as a consolation and just contented myself with reading a Hans Christian Andersen book of short stories.

Aside from that one day out-of-town trip, the rest was all office work. Basically, we had two major taks: competition scanning, and clubhouse membership clean-up. For the first one, we pretended to be buyers and victimized lots of hopeful but gullible real estate brokers–leeched info from them, and erased them from our lives afterwards. So to any broker who ever came across a seemingly over-eager client with a barrage of questions but suddenly vanished into nothingness, my apologies. Just part of the job. The second task was mostly clerical work, the kind where I’d have to be plugged into my iPod to keep me entertained and my mind from wandering off.

So what have I learned from those 133 hours?

1) A desk job will be the cause of my early death. I’m really not up for an 8-to-5 routinary mostly cubicle-based kind of thing. It causes back pain, not to mention stress from trying not to fall asleep.

2) In the workplace, there are all kinds of people with all kinds of personalities and working styles. You WILL have to deal with them, and somehow find a middle ground with everyone.

3) It is more efficient to work with up-to-date technology (at least a Microsoft Office 2007 would be good enough, please).

4) Making presentations for school and for office are two entirely different things. In school, they teach us that less is more: the fewer the lines and more images than words on your slide, the more understandable it will be. There at Ayala, its so different: the more info there is on one slide, the better they are able to compare and see the bigger picture. I found it hard to adjust to that.

5) When you’re working, it’s so much cheaper to pack your own food because lunch at places like Tower One can leave quite a hole in your wallet.

6) Always wear or at least bring comfortable footwear. (On our first day, we walked from our building to Greenbelt, which took around 25 minutes, and I was wearing heeled pumps. The result? A grand total of five open wounds, and two enormous calluses. I am not kidding. My feet look terrible.)

7) It’s fun to pretend you’ve got millions of pesos to spare–the downside is when the brokers call and text nonstop to get you to give them your non-existent dough.

So yes, I’ve experienced how it is to work in an office, and I’d like to think that I have no regrets. There wasn’t a Eureka moment where I found the beaconing light shining down on me, with a voice in my head telling me that this is what I want to do in my life forevermore–no, definitely not, but I sure learned some things. I also met some pretty great people who treated us to a free trip to Bataan, free food, and fun times. Our bosses weren’t always around to talk to us much, but we were able to manage. I appreciate Gel, our immediate supervisor, for finding time to check up on us despite her stressful schedule and the fact that she’s also fairly new to the company.

The internship experience was a lot like eating that one-eared snail cookie. I had a 50% feeling that it wasn’t going to taste good, but tried it nonetheless. I ate half of it, then let my brother eat the other half.

It was okay, but it just wasn’t the taste I was looking for.

Welcome to my new blog, Perplexigirl!

I’ve taken a month-long hiatus from blogging over at The College Girl Inquiries, despite promising myself that I’d try to write everyday. I was unable to focus much on anything else because I was juggling an internship, school meetings and activities, and dance trainings all at the same time. But now that my internship is over (I shall write about that experience soon), I’ve had time to mull over my blog and what I really want to write about.

This is why I decided to overhaul my old blog.

I’ve also begun overhauling a lot of other things in my life. A prime example: today is the start of my 101 Things to Do in 1001 Days Project: you can find my list over here at Focus Finder. This project is the brainchild of Michael Green of Triplux. Go visit his site and start your own list! I worked on mine for quite some time because I really wanted it to reflect what I wanted to learn, discover and be by the time I finish it on January 31, 2011.

If you decide to make your own list, leave a comment here so I can check it out. Besides, I’d like to know that I’ve inspired others to set goals in their lives as well.

Here’s to an optimistic beginning for Perplexigirl!

Do more creative ads like these really encourage people to buy the product? Or do they just smile, take a picture of the ad, thinking, ‘Heck, this is cool!’, post it on a blog and forget about the main topic: the product?

Manila is one big Billboard City, but they’re all of the same young celebrities or models smiling or pouting back at me. Rarely do I see ads that really push the limit, grab you by the neck, shake you up and scream, ‘LOOK AT ME AND BUY WHAT I’M SELLING!!!‘

Advertising is the field I really want to get into when I get out of college–that is, until I become financially stable enough to set up my own business. From there, hopefully, I can grow to become not just any business woman, but a social entrepreneur. But before all that, I want to make ads that will incomparably stand out from all those generic ones all over the metro today. And wow, how are these for inspiration?

They Really Took ‘Sky’s the Limit’ Seriously

My favorite one would have to be the soccer billboard for Adidas, and the tongue stretcher for Mars (I’m biased ’cause that’s my favorite chocolate bar).

If you want more extreme billboards, then take a look at these:
Strong Tape - Strong enough to hold the billboard!
Papa John’s Pizza - Look! There’s pizza at the door! Well, there will be if you call Papa John’s. Smart.
Group E’s Electric Boards - Billboards that actually generate electricity! Not.

There are a lot more optical illusions at Virtual Fun House, so you might want to hop on over there. And this imaginative streak isn’t stopping at billboards; check out Valerie Morrison’s blog for photos of super cool, mind-boggling truck designs!

Do the dominant colors in one’s wardrobe reflect that individual’s personality?

If that’s the case, then I must be downright boring.

I’ve got a closetful of blacks, whites, dark blues and greys. That’s basically it. I think for the past year or so, I just went overboard with the whole jeans-and-tee look because I got too lazy to care, but now its come to the point that my personality and love for color just got washed out. So now I’m scouring the web for inspiration to spruce up my wardrobe with some brights and a few unique pieces.

I love yellow, so I am absolutely all over Sonia Rykiel’s ads for her new collection. Read more about it on FabSugar [Fab Ad: Sonia Rykiel Spring 2008].
But here’s a sneak peek–

Eye Candy Bazaar also features ‘wearable art’ in delicious green: [Wear Your Art: Spring's Painterly Prints].

Purple and aqua also rank high on my Get Happy Color List. And they make for a super classy but striking number on Gossip Girl’s Leighton Meester (who, I may add, looks like a cross between Alexis Bledel and Rachel Bilson).

This got me searching for more info and pictures on the fashionable Miss Meester because—whew, I may top the Uncool College Girls List for saying this—but no, I haven’t watched a single episode of Gossip Girl yet. Snippets, yes, but very short and very few.

But now that I’ve seen these pictures, I’m making sure I’ll be getting my own copy of Season 1 tomorrow!

Leighton Meester a.k.a ‘Blair Waldorf’

Blake Lively a.k.a. ‘Serena Van Der Woodsen’

The Stylish Duo of the Upper East Side

Not surprisingly, there have been a lot of features and even whole sites devoted to Gossip Girl style. Here are the best ones:
Gossip Girl Fashion
People.com’s Gossip Girl Style: On and Off Set
Gossip Girl Style: Dress Like Us, Be Like Us (Livejournal community)
10 Gossip Girl Style Essentials (LA Times)
Shop Style: Gossip Girl
Abigail Lorick Designs for Gossip Girl (Stylelist)
InStyle’s Get the Look: Gossip Girl

Well, theirs is a bank-breaking wardrobe, while my wallet is a space vaccuum. Besides, with the unforgiving tropical climate here, I would die from heatstroke if I wore most of what they wear on set.

But if anything else, I got some sort of vision about what I want to add to my blacks, whites, dark blues and greys. I can even envision outfits here on Polyvore (a must-try for any clothehorse) so I know exactly what I’ll be looking for when I hit the mall. When I’ll get money for shopping—that remains a big question.

XOXO

Did you hear about Earth Hour 2008? More importantly, did you participate?

Anybody who hasn’t heard about it yet is even more in the dark than the thousands of people who switched off their lights last March 29, 8:00-9:00 PM in a show of support for the battle against climate change.

People from all over the world plunged into the darkness for one whole hour to save energy, and consequently reduce greenhouse gas emissions. (Even Nelly Furtado said ‘Turn Out the Light’, and Google embraced the blackness!)

I pledged my participation to EarthHour.org about a month ago, which I chanced upon while slaving away researching for our final presentation in the HSBC Young Entrepreneur Awards. Since we started on that project, I’ve honestly been more conscious about having a greener lifestyle. Besides, don’t you feel it? The weather is going berserk–you step out of your house dressed for the scorching heat (yet your sweat glands still go on overdrive)–the next thing you know, you’re needing a jacket and an umbrella because the rain just won’t let up. Hello, Global Warming, don’t you think you’re getting a little too friendly?

Meeting in the Dark

We were going to have an overnight school org meeting on that same date, so since we were staying in another house, I thought that I wouldn’t be able to join in this event. But I was surprised that the parents of my friend were even the ones who reminded us that we should observe Earth Hour even if we were having a meeting. So by 8:00 in the evening, there we were–11 people cramped in the bedroom, talking, discussing and making decisions in the dark. Our only source of light were 2 laptops running on batteries.

The Philippines Joins In

And was I wrong when I thought that there wouldn’t be many Filipinos who’d want to be in on this. Here are also some pictures of Manila switching off (courtesy of Monsters and Critics):

Check out news from The Philippine Daily Inquirer and WWF Philippines.
Earth Hour Live writes about the success of the event in Manila:

“ON March 29th, from 8:00pm to 9:00pm, the Philippine Capital of Manila and more than 30 cities nationwide joined the world for Earth Hour. The entire stretch of Roxas Boulevard - spanning three cities - was plunged into darkness to symbolize unity in fighting climate change. … Rarely have the Filipino people been roused to such levels. … A developing nation of 7107 isles. A people working together to make a difference in the growing fight against global warming.”

It Isn’t Enough 

However, some think the Earth Hour is not as successful as everyone so glowingly thinks it to be. Vaes9 of Manila says that many residents weren’t informed, a sentiment echoed by a commenter on Green Daily.

Patrick Metzger of Green Daily proposes an activity for Earth Hour 2009: Let’s Stop Driving. I agree that this one’s gonna be pretty hard to implement, and will be hell for me (my school’s worth an hour’s drive). But for one whole hour of silent streets, less pollution and decreased greenhouse gas emissions—why not?

The recently concluded Earth Hour is, and should just be, a symbol for our willingness to modify our lifestyles so that we and our children and grandchildren can continue to live on this Earth. It shouldn’t hinder us from having our own little Earth Hours. Or just do something everyday to help save energy. Why not try setting your homepage to Blackle? It’s basically Black + Google, and its creators at Heap Media say:

Blackle saves energy because the screen is predominantly black. “Image displayed is primarily a function of the user’s color settings and desktop graphics, as well as the color and size of open application windows; a given monitor requires more power to display a white (or light) screen than a black (or dark) screen.” Roberson et al, 2002 

I’m coming up with my 101 things to do in 1001 days list, and I think I’m going to include something on this and energy saving in general.
Because I have a confession to make: I’m all of 19, and I’m still scared to sleep with the lights off.

So now I have to decide what I’m more scared of: a ghost coming to eat me, or the accelerating pace of Mother Earth’s deterioration.

What’s your room like?

Mine right now is a mumbo jumbo of flamingo pink, lime green, pale yellow and electric blue. It seriously looks like an aftermath of an attack of pre-schoolers with highlighters.

Its been like this for almost three years now–

And I love it. It reminds me of those rainbow springs I played with as a kid, and well, a lot of my childhood in general.

I used to eat and breathe art. As a 3rd grader, I’d even cut classes to draw or paint in the art room. Art workshops were a summer staple, and I was basically a mainstay at the Ayala Museum. Man, I can even remember the chocolate shake I’d order everyday and would try to replicate at home. Ah, yes. Nothing can beat the old art and sweets combo.

Looking to revamp my room, I instead found some really cool works that made me want to grab a paintbrush and my trusty Prang watercolor set before my creative juices run dry with non-use. Even as a young artist, my art materials bore one thing in common: all the dark colors were the last ones to run out (if they even did), and the bright pinks, purples, yellows, reds, oranges, greens and blues were always begging for replacements.

Tina Fey Gets Layered

Watercolor is my most favorite medium, despite it being really hard to control. And I don’t know how Jordan Domont did these, but they’re amazing. Must try this layering technique some time.

Fresh Lychee Pickings

They’re at it again! I’m really loving this set they came up with for Hewlett-Packard. I think Electrolychee has a very distinct and humorous style. They’re a cute and quirky couple, very easy to deal with, as I’ve already interviewed them for an article for The GUIDON.

Totally Non-Intimidating Trucks

This is more on photography, but I really wouldn’t mind drawing, and more so, seeing these kinds of trucks on the road! These truckers went on an all-out lighting spree (or maybe went ballistic with safety precaution for night driving). I’m just half-waiting for circus performers to jump out any second. These are photographs from Masaru Tatsuki’s book, ‘Decotora’–short for ‘Decorated Trucks’.

Japanese Fluorescence

One of my daily haunts, The Cool Hunter, brought to my attention a certain Gianluca Fallone, a really young designer (he’s only 23!) who’s been creating waves in his Argentinean turf and beyond. I love his futuristic meets Japanese cartoons meets mystery case kind of designs, as well as his vintage cartoon works for Cartoon Network. He’s designed shirts for Nike as well.

A Random Discovery 

A little tag surfing also brought me to Knack Studios, where his entry led me to discover a new artist: Saiman Chow. (Yep. It’s Saiman, not Saimon.) Check out his work for the Latin Grammys above.

On one hand, this is all extremely inspiring. I really should touch base with my artistic side again soon.

On the other hand, it’s quite depressing because these works prove that I have A LOT of catching up to do. This is as bad as having to backlog tens of pages on my favorite forum.

What can turn my heart into mush?

This little baby right here.

Too bad he isn’t mine.

So just recently, I determinedly embarked on a Maltese Hunt on the Web. And, unless anybody has $600 dollars and a kind heart, then no, I won’t be cuddling a little puppy of my own any time soon. I did, however, stumble upon a few “Free Maltese for Adoption” ads. And being the desperate and too-excited searcher that I was, I responded to two of these posts.

The first response I got was from someone named Basile Lampard of California, who gushed about his well-trained, registered, house-broken, potty-trained puppies who love the companion of grown-ups, kids and other house hold pets. The puppy will be shipped to me along with some toys, health guarantee, crate, papers and even a food menu! All I had to do was pay for the shipping costs.

I was floored: this was a wonderful deal! He even wanted to make sure if my home was a dog-friendly one, and if I knew the basic care and attention that a maltese needs. He proceeded to tell me that he wouldn’t even think of giving up his babies, but he was on ‘a volunteer mission for the WHO on the eradication of the malaria parasite on pregnant women in a small country called Cameroon’.

I hurriedly e-mailed back, commending him on his worthy cause, and asking for a bit more details and some pictures, as well as an estimate of how much I need to pay. I was also concerned if it will actually be okay to ship the puppy. I hit send and excitedly waited for the return mail, hoping that nobody else had beat me to this great deal.
A few minutes after I sent my response, another e-mail came-this time from the other ad that I replied to. Lo and behold, here was this other guy (named Sanjo, I believe) who was also a volunteer worker stationed in Cameroon and was willing to ship his puppies to me, as long as I shoulder at least $300 of shipping costs.

Since when have Maltese owners shared the characteristics of extremely generous hearts and some sort of noble calling to volunteer in far-flung places (very particularly, Cameroon)? Do I eventually need to volunteer there too if I get a Maltese?

Google gave me more than 118,000 results saying that this whole thing is one big, furry scam. Maltese, Yorkies, bulldogs, Daschunds, chihuahuas, poodles–name it, it’s in that little country of Cameroon. Cats, ferrets and other pets are also available. (Why they picked this particular country, I have no idea.)

With this, I resigned myself to the fact that if I wanted a maltese, I’d have to find a legit breeder and save up for it. I guess this is another addition to the list of Things I Must Buy Once I Have Regular Paychecks.

On a happier note, my Maltese Hunt also allowed me to stumble upon Dog Is A God. It features designs for ‘six exclusive dog houses for just as exclusive dogs’ from 35-year-old Italian designer Marco Morosini.

Morosini has chosen to become an animal designer, creating temples for four-legged gods: tailor-made habitats created in the likeness of those of man and designed for their different attitudes and lifestyles.

If I were a dog, I’d find the houses a bit uncomfortable and weird, and I’d hold a bit of a grudge for my owner if he/she makes me stay in there. This one’s my favorite, although don’t you think it will make the pup feel that it’s living with ten other dogs inside?

Here are the five other designs:

• Good Life - The weirdest of all six. If you have a dog that prefers sitting to lying down, then this might work.
• Nomad Dog’s House - If I were a kid, I’d have fun pulling my pet around all day. Great for kids, can induce nausea in dogs.
• Temple Dog’s House - Inculturate your puppy. Make him Chinese. Turn him religious. Or simply confuse him with the three doors.
• Transparent Dog’s House - Minimalist dogs and owners rejoice! Although this won’t be pretty if his little ‘accident’ happens here.
• Dooog’s House - TOO CUTE! Dooog, get it? (But now that I think about it, it looks more for a Snaaake than anything else.)

I have no idea how much these cost, but I’m betting it’ll be more than a few Cameroon dogs combined.