Posted by Karen March 5th, 2006 Filed under Dogs,Journal

I was going to the Network Places on the server computer here at work to print some files for the customer and look what i found instead. A saw a pic of two cuddly and sooo adorable dogs, don’t know who owns that pic of ’em cutie cutie dogs but it was there, don’t take me wrong i don’t go snooping on someone’s files or something. To anyone who owns them, pretty sure they’re so lucky…they’re just soo cute i mean sooooo sooooo cute…and hope they won’t mind me posting their dogs picture without their permission. *bites nails*..*sigh* wish i could own one like that..it makes me wanna squeeze their muzzles, kiss ’em and pat ’em and baby talk. *giggles*

Hmmmm I’ve owned 3 dogs already. They are all Askal (asong kalye for pinoy’s) or mongrel but i love them all like my babies. My first dog i named him Kobe because my sister’s a big Laker fans and that’s what she wanted me to name him. I had him for like almost 2 years. He was like my baby, i read one book about dog training so i was in the process of training him “Basic Obedience Training”. It’s funny as i can remember when i used to take him out for a walk at the Public School Grandstand which is just 5 blocks away from our house. People would like –stare at us, some people we would pass by smiles or sometimes asks me what breed he is. Some won’t believe he’s an askal or a mongrel, they would mistake him for a German shepherd and i was like pleased with myself for having to take care of him and having him as my best buddy. Then on the night of my brother and sister’s Graduation party at our house, i lost him:(. He was placed in the kitchen because the house was getting crowded, Kobe kept whining so ma had to let him out for a bit, he’s suppose to come back because he always does. Everytime i call out for him he always comes back but that night i got so wasted that i forgot about him not until 2 or 3am…Ma reminded me that Kobe hasn’t come back yet and i was like sooo worried, i asked my brother to borrow his friends motorbike to look for Kobe. I was hoping i could find him on the street making some friends with some dogs. We were out at dawn calling him on the streets thinking and hoping that he would come up to me when he hears me. Went to places where i think he could be for like an hour. But he didn’t, i couldn’t find him anywhere. Then my brother and i just decided to go home and rest and continue looking for him in the morning. I was hoping that he would come home, i was up all night talking to my cousin and friends while waiting for Kobe, and continued looking for him again at 6am, going around the block calling out his name almost crying. But he’s nowhere to be found and i was getting really worried that something might have happened to him. We saw a couple of by-standers drinking the first time we were out looking for him and we asked them if they saw a black dog with a little white spot on his chest and they said none whatsoever. I got paranoid that maybe they killed Kobe and ate him. waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….*sniff, sniff* So i went home sad and broken, i cried for almost a week, i missed him so bad. He never did came home and i never saw him again. For a long time i wondered where and what really happened to him. I hated myself for that and I blamed myself for being so clumsy…my cousin Ciony and Caryl was always with me, to comfort me and talked me through it. They know how it feels because they owned dogs too. Some people would think that “it’s just a dog” but NOT to me, he was more than just a dog, KOBE was my confidant, my truest bestest friend. I can explain why i easily cry on movies about dogs. *sigh* i miss kissing his muzzles and hugging him. :((

Second dog was Trexie, i got her just months after i had Kobe, they we’re good friends, Kobe plays with her like she’s her own flesh and blood. Trexie’s so cute, sweet and playful little fella, i had so much fun brushing her teeth and giving her a bath, she always seem so happy and smiling at me with her cute little teeth. I had her for 2 months, she died from eating some dead poisonous frog somewhere in our backyard. I cried so hard, she was such an angel to me.

My third dog is Scamp, I named him after a movie I saw on HBO called “Atomic Dog”, the girl on the movie has two dogs whom she named Lobo and Scamp, so i thought it’s a cool name to have. Scamp was loved the same way with Kobe and Trexie. Scamp was so cute as a pup and even until now. He used to sleep in my bed like every dogs I had. I remembered three years ago i had to go to another city for school, in Cagayan De Oro City which is a two hour drive away from here. For a month that I was there, Ma’s getting worried seeing the look on Scamp’s face. He was sad and lonely probably missing me so bad. Though Ma took great care of him, it’s not doing him any good. I was never gone longer than a day and he wasn’t used to being away from me. I had to do something. So i had to take him to C.D.O. on a 2 hour bus ride. Luckily all the hours that he has to sit on the bus with me, he was just looking out the window with his tongue hanging out and enjoying the view. He survived with me for a week but he wasn’t gonna stay there with me for the whole time and i’m sure he would be much sadder and lonely to be left alone when i’m in school. I would worry all the time thinking what if he get’s out of the boarding house and i know no one would care if he got lost, it’s a new place for me and him and if he get’s lost i would never know how to find him. At least I know someone’s going to be there for him when he’s at home. Again i had to bring him home and put him through a two hour bus ride, though it wasn’t a problem, he was behaving well but passengers are looking at me like i’m crazy to bring a grown-up dog on the bus. I didn’t mind them because it’ll be the last bus ride Scamp would have. After the first semester in X.U. I decided to come home and study in Christ the King College for some family reasons. Anyway my sister got pregnant and had a baby girl (My niece Kisha, who just turned 3 this year) at that time when Kisha was born, Ma wanted Scamp to stay outside the house. I could not argue with my mom about it and then I started to get busy with my life that i forgot about little Scamp, i felt so selfish. My Aunt and Uncle who live just next to our house kinda adopted him, they build him a dog house. He stays outside being a guard dog. So i still see Scamp everyday, he’s always on a leash coz he’s not neutered and we can’t just let him wander around the street and lose another dog again. Everyday i go out to the dog house to pat his head, sometimes kiss his nose even when he hasn’t been bathed for a week or so and squeezing his muzzles like i used to do before. 🙁

Anyway this is it for now.
Peace and Have a good week ya’ll 🙂
God Bless