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Great news, indeed! This is Max talking.
Actually I didn't go away but my mum and dad did. I was sad to see them leave but at the same time I welcomed the care and attention given to me by our landlord. They cared for me so well that 10days went by unnoticed.
So here's my dad and me. We went to our favorite weekend getaway in Kep. The guest-house where we stayed in was a beautiful bungalow in the middle of a lush vegetation on the hillside. He had this crazy idea to go hiking with me, a city dog! 
We passed along an area with lots of durian trees. It was a nice sight, and a scary one, at the same time. Looking at the spiky durian fruits hanging perilously on the branches was a terrifying sight I had goosebumps! Imagine that falling and impaling me... acckk! Plus, I was so terrified of snakes, insects and ants, red ants, lurking in the grass, trees and leaves. I dreaded walking on red ants and provoke them into attacking me with their ferocious bites. I had to stop and shake my nerves off several times. Haha. Luckily, I survived the one-hour hike.
Happy now that mum and dad are here. Looking forward to more adventures together with them.
The following was found posted very low on a refrigerator door.
Dear Dogs and Cats : The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Racing me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king size bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort, however. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other, stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out on the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom! If, by some miracle, I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge in an attempt to open the door. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years - canine/feline attendance is not required.
The proper order for kissing is: Kiss me first, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough.
Finally, in fairness, dear pets, I have posted the following message on the front door:
TO ALL NON-PET OWNERS WHO VISIT AND LIKE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT OUR PETS:
(1) They live here. You don't.
(2) If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That's why they call it 'fur'-niture.
(3) I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
(4) To you, they are animals. To me, they are adopted sons/daughters who are short, hairy, walk on all fours and don't speak clearly.
Remember, dogs and cats are better than kids because they (1) eat less, (2) don't ask for money all the time, (3) are easier to train, (4) normally come when called, (5) never ask to drive the car, (6) don't hang out with drug-using people; (7) don't smoke or drink, (8) don't want to wear your clothes, (9) don't have to buy the latest fashions, (10) don't need a gazillion dollars for college and (11) if they get pregnant, you can sell their children ...
