tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23689616301816313292024-03-13T13:37:27.183-07:00Mutts are Love ~The greatest love is a mother's; then a dog's; then a sweetheart's.Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-76620272405250222102012-03-02T22:00:00.003-08:002012-06-01T21:35:28.692-07:00Dog vs. Cobra: Chief, the Pitbull<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>I saw this story on Facebook and I was again touched by a dog's heroism. One reason why I love dogs tooo much.</i><br />
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The children in the Fronteras household refer to their dog as "kuya" ("big brother"), and he certainly proved it on the day he sacrificed his life to protect the family.<br />
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On Monday, Feb. 12 at around 2 p.m., "Chief", an American Pit Bull Terrier, rescued Liberata la Victoria, 87, and her granddaughter Maria Victoria Fronteras from a deadly cobra which had entered their house through an opening in the kitchen.<br />
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Liberata la Victoria and Chief had been watching TV on the sofa when suddenly Chief jumped up and alerted her to the presence of a cobra less than 10 feet away. Maria Victoria rushed in and pulled her grandmother into a separate room, hoping the snake would leave.<br />
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But when Maria Victoria later emerged from the room, she was terrified to find the cobra poised about two feet away. Equally startled, the cobra expanded its hood and appeared to be spitting venom as it prepared to strike.<br />
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"The snake was in front of us, maneuvering a deadly attack," says Maria Victoria. "I screamed out loud to ask for help."<br />
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That's when from "out of nowhere", Chief dashed between the cobra and the two women, using himself as a shield against the cobra's attacks. Chief then seized the cobra by the neck and slammed it into the floor, killing it.
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In the struggle, he sustained a fatal bite to the jaw, and moments later he began gasping for breath and collapsed.
The family sought the help of a veterinarian, but they were told that nothing could be done. According to the vet, the bite was too close to Chief's brain, and the venom had already spread.<br />
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Maria Victoria called her husband Marlone who, stunned by the news, rushed home immediately.
Ian de la Rama, a friend of the family, says it was less than 30 minutes from the time Chief had been bitten that he "went wobbly and lost control of his organs," 2 urinating and defecating uncontrollably.<br />
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Yet he still kept clinging to life.
It wasn't until Marlone arrived that Chief finally let go.
Ian de la Rama describes, "Chief gave his two deep breaths and died. He was fighting and saving his last ounces of breath to see a glimpse of his master for the last two seconds of his life." 1
Ian adds that the last thing Chief did as he gazed up at Marlone was wag his tail.<br />
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Story Source: https://www.facebook.com/Origwaterproof</div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-73789611247204635732011-09-30T09:06:00.000-07:002011-09-30T09:31:34.303-07:00Halloween Dog Costumes: Pirates<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Halloween is fast approaching and why let your dogs miss the fun? Let your adorable pups join you in your trick and treating. Make them join a Halloween Dog Fashion Walk or something. He or she might get himself/herself a year of doggie treats!<br />
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Aye! Aye! Captain. No, don't think of Spongebob. Your dogs can play pirates this Halloween. This black costume with red and gold accents will definitely make your pets stand out. The cute little hat comes with the costume.<br />
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Your dogs wouldn't have a hard time putting this on since they do have a Velcro front closure. Each costume (any size) is sold for $33 at Muttropolis. Click on the image above for more details and for the close up of the costume.</div>
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Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-30409004606087874822011-09-25T06:19:00.000-07:002012-06-01T21:35:50.977-07:00Dogs Can Talk<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It was a night with the family when I found out about Mishka, the talking Siberian Husky dog. My cousin, who is also fond of dogs, got my attention and asked me to watch the video. Now, I want to get your attention and watch this video for yourself.<br />
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Woah! was my first reaction. I thought it was just a trick, especially with Mishka's face during the second time she actually muttered the words, "I love you". But then, after all that, the I love you's were not that clear. And when I saw her other videos, I knew it was not a trick. </div>
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Cute dog eh? I heard <b>Kuya Kim</b> said that animals can actually mimic human sounds, just like the parrot, maia birds and other animals. But that's all, they just mimic, they don't understand what those words mean. But with Mishka, I am sure she understands the word, love. :)</div>
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I wish I can teach Suri Cruise (our dog) how to speak. He always grunts and semi-howls. That's potential. :)</div>
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I recently got addicted to Pinterest. Thanks to my online friend, mayen. When I click the link to Pinterest, wether accidentally or in purpose, I always get hooked for not less than 30 minutes.<br />
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There, I can browse pictures of things I go gaga about like dogs. I have a board, Mutts are Love like the name of this blog. And whenever I see cute pictures of dogs, I pin it in there. You must go see! If you're a dog lover, you can get plenty of picture inspirations in there. I promise.<br />
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Can't wait to see the others? Come see my board, <a href="http://pinterest.com/dame016/mutts-are-love/">Mutts are Love here</a>.</div>
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It sort of reminded me of Hachiko, who kept on waiting for his owner on the same spot, only that his master will never come. He died. In this certain dog story that I am about to tell, Hawkeye, the dog knew that his master was gone. Why? Because he mourned beside his master's casket. His owner is Jon Tumilson, the Navy Seal who died.<br />
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The picture above Jon Tumilson's casket is himself with Hawkeye. That picture simply shows that there is a tight bond between the two. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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She's a contender for cutest pet in costume as per her owner. Her owner is really friendly and nice and doesn't mind strangers playing with her dog. Purple has a friend, but we didn't get to know her as she was shy. So, we played with Purple instead.<br />
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Stay tuned for more Dog Spots! ;}<br />
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*Bark Away: Photo credits go to my friend, <a href="http://pixelsandspices.blogspot.com/">A</a>.</div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-81774373476572686262011-08-11T08:18:00.000-07:002011-08-11T08:20:47.103-07:00Which Toy Dog Breed Do You Like: A Poll Result<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I would like to thank everyone who has participated in my first ever poll for Mutts are Love. I also have voted in my own poll. Lol. And my vote went to the Pomeranian breed.<br />
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Here is the Poll Result for the Preferred Toy Dog Breeds of random people, I suppose, are dog lovers, who have passed by my doggy blog.<br />
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Pomeranian ----------- 4<br />
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Shih Tzu -------------- 1<br />
Yorkshire Terrier ----- 4<br />
Chihuahua ------------ 2<br />
Miniature Pinscher ---- 2<br />
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Therefore, I would like to commend the Pomeranians and Yorkshire Terriers for winning this poll. They really are cute! And I would like to have a Pom someday. But it costs Php25,000.<br />
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BoomBoom, my dog, is a half-pomeranian, half-Japanese Spitz. I think these two breeds make the cutest pups! :) Don't you think? </div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-76801633770579685132011-07-14T09:57:00.000-07:002011-08-17T08:04:39.496-07:00A Two-Legged Walking Dog Named Faith<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><blockquote style="text-align: center;">A dog has the soul of a philosopher.</blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">- Plato </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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This standing dog reminds me of yet, another inspiring dog story I have read online. It's about a dog named Faith who was born on Christmas Eve (2002) with only two legs. The poor puppy can't walk. Here was how he looked like:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I hope you enjoyed the story about the dog named Faith. It touched your life, I know.</div></div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-17268569256510962422011-07-11T07:14:00.001-07:002011-07-11T07:14:08.794-07:00Claim Blog for PayPerPost<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; color: #84b320; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px;">The agreed supreme walks before the pretended governor.</span>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-83110122008175718252011-07-05T04:28:00.000-07:002011-07-05T04:35:07.304-07:00A Dying Man and His Dog<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I found this picture in <a href="http://aizanity.tumblr.com/">my tumblr</a>. It made me sad once again. Another true dog story that touched me and made me leak once again. Read on.<br />
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A homeless man, Kevin McClain is living with his dog, Yurt in a car. This duo is living in Iowa. However, Kevin is dying of lung cancer. They were taken out of the car by respective authorities.<br />
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Kevin was brought to the hospital, while Yurt was taken into an animal shelter. They were departed. I know how it is to be away from your pets. Kevin's last wish before he dies is for him to see her Kurt. He wanted to see his dog, his pet, his only family, his only companion, his only love. Hence, this reunion.<br />
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</div><blockquote>“When we first saw her online in the bio it said, has a very compelling story, but you know, at the time those were just words,”</blockquote>Kevin and Yurt had a beautiful story, one of the best man-and-dog stories that I have heard. I feel the urge to spread it to those who know of canine love. <a href="http://www.kcrg.com/news/local/Dying-Mans-Final-Wish-to-be-Reunited-With-Dog-124040304.html">Read more about this dog story</a>. Or take a look at the <a href="http://www.kcrg.com/news/local/Dying-Mans-Final-Wish-to-be-Reunited-With-Dog-124040304.html?gallery=y&img=0&c=y">reunion photos here</a>.<br />
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</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is a Saturday Pet Blogger Hop, though it's a Sunday, err, Monday already in my part of the earth. I miss my dogs, and I want them to go live with me as soon as possible. I am finding ways on how to speed up their moving out from my hometown. It's a different world without them. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For now, that's all I can say. I need my sleep since I have work tomorrow. And I need to follow some doggy blogs. Hope you like the Mutt Mug quote for today. *wink*</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Dearest doggies,<br />
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I am so sorry that we’ve been apart for three and a half doggy years already. I know! I really dislike this set-up, but I know you dislike this more than I do. <br />
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I know you long for my touch and my attention, I am also missing your furry feel and wet kisses. I need you all here with me now. I get so lonely whenever I see other dogs in here and I’d like you to know that it’s everyday. I think about you when I wake up. I think about you at work (when everything seems tiring and boring). I think about you during my ride home. I think about you before I sleep. I think about you even in my dreams. Swear, I dreamed each and everyone of you one night. I was so happy in my dreams, so complete. When I woke up and saw my ceiling, I know it was only an illusion. <br />
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I miss you. So bad. Totally. Tremendously. <br />
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My love bank is emptying and I need you in my life here. I am working on it. Yes, I am. Doubly. I want to ride the airplane, put you in your little houses and make you ride the boat, and live with me here. I daydreamed about this million of times, babies. Eversince the day that <br />
<a name='more'></a>I know that I am leaving you all once again to the hands of my mother. I miss her, too. I hope you make her feel loved everyday because I am not there for all of you.<br />
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I so miss you that I so wanna cry. Actually, I’m kind of leaking right now. I am going to get you one day and we’ll have fun everyday that we’re together here, in a different city. I hope you’ll like it here and make new friends. Well, except for BoomBoom. You know how stubborn and mad he can get. Don’t be afraid of the water when we’re already on the ship, okay? I wouldn’t allow you to be transported via plane. I don’t want all of you trapped in the dark room where they place the baggage. I know you’d feel terrible in there. The waters are milder and I get to travel by your sides. <br />
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Boom, Bim, Bam, Bimbo, I would never leave you. Even the offer would liberate me and make me happy. Families never leave each other. It’s just sad that other people don’t have this as their priority. <br />
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I would never leave you and I am working on how we all get to be together once again. <br />
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Loving you all from the bottom of my heart,<br />
Me<br />
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</div><blockquote style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Scratch a dog and you'll find a permanent job.</span></blockquote><br />
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I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.<br />
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As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.<br />
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The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker’s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.<br />
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The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.<br />
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Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, “I know why.”<br />
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Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, “People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life – like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?”<br />
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The six-year-old continued,<br />
<blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">“Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”</span></blockquote><br />
Aww, I wonder where the child got his idea. Maybe Belker taught him that. A dog's love is so pure that another pure soul learned how to love with a pure heart. When I read dog stories, I feel the strong urge to find a way of bringing my dogs here in Cavite. I'd like to share each beautiful day with them. I'm really hoping this blog can speed up their moving out. </div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-62051761967847098942011-05-25T04:27:00.000-07:002011-05-25T04:27:49.125-07:00Building Up my Doggy Community<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I was surprised to see that somebody followed my doggy blog. It was a mood upper for me, so I scanned her website and saw that she is affiliated with other organizations, blogs and other dog websites. I wanted to do that, hence this.<br />
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More dogberries coming soon. :)</div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-36620999204169878762011-05-15T08:55:00.000-07:002011-05-15T08:56:34.410-07:00Mutt Mugs Quote: Dog = Deity<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll8orgmCM61qbukedo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll8orgmCM61qbukedo1_500.jpg" width="368" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Dog: A kind of additional subsidiary Deity designed to catch the overflow and surplus of the world's worship.</span></blockquote><br />
- Ambrose Bierce<br />
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</div><blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Reverence: the spiritual attitude of a man to a god and a dog to a man.</span></blockquote><br />
-Ambrose Bierce<br />
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Got this from: Mutt Mugs (and Posh Pups too) by Karen Prince<br />
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</div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-7373844757398599982011-05-05T02:14:00.000-07:002011-05-05T08:06:32.909-07:00True Love: A Dog Story<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I remembered a dog post that I did on my personal blog months ago. I found this on Karla's site and I just want to share it again here. Though it's heartbreaking, I just want to share how a dog loves. On how limitless is the creature's capacity to give love.<br />
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The lying dog got knocked down by a reckless driver. After a few minutes, another dog came up. He tried to wake up his wife.<br />
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Dogs melt my heart away and remind me that each earthly creature has a capacity to feel. Whether I see them in the streets, walking, or inside my house, playing with each other, dogs always pull a fragile tug on my heart. I have StumbledUpon this great dog art/literary and I wouldn't miss sharing this on my dog blog.<br />
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<ol style="text-align: left;"><li>My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years. <b>Any separation from you will be painful to me</b>. Remember that before you buy me. </li>
<li><b>Give me time to understand what you want of me</b>. Don't be impatient, short-tempered, or irritable. </li>
<li><b>Place your trust in me</b>. It's crucial to my well-being.</li>
<li><b>Don't be angry with me for long</b>, and don't lock me up as a punishment. You have your work, your entertainment, and your friends. I only have you.</li>
<li><b>Talk to me sometimes</b>. Even if I don't understand your words, I understand your voice when it's speaking to me. </li>
<li>Be aware that however you treat me, <b>I'll never forget it</b>.</li>
<li>Remember before you hit me: I have teeth that could easily crush the bones of your hand, <b>but I choose not to bite you</b>.</li>
<li>Before you scold me for being uncooperative, obstinate or lazy, <b>ask yourself if something might be bothering me</b>. Perhaps, I'm not getting the right food, or I've been out in the sun too long, or my heart is getting old and weak. </li>
<li><b>Take care of me when I grow old</b>. You too will grow old.</li>
<li><b>Go with me on difficult journeys</b>. Never say, "I can't bear to watch it," or "Let it happen in my absence." Everything is easier for me if you are there.</li>
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</div><div>Oh my mutt. Can't believe I'm actually leaking because of these canine commandments. Each commandment has flashed precious memories with my each of my pets -- whether they're in heaven, or here on the earthly soil. </div><div><br />
</div><div>I have found my serenity in this world and that is the space where my dogs run wild. </div></div>Aizahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02900320846839982533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2368961630181631329.post-39482048278746850982011-04-27T08:34:00.000-07:002011-05-05T08:32:49.157-07:00Moving On From a Pet's Death<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Posting BongBong's picture required a lot of effort for me. I still can't look him in the eyes in the picture. Then these unnecessary thoughts begin to bug me.<br />
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<i>If I have stayed here during the holy week, would he still be alive?</i><br />
<i>We could have played together for days when I have stayed with him.</i><br />
<i>He could have been alived.</i><br />
<i>He could have stayed in my tita's house where he's safe.</i><br />
<i>Does he hate me right now?</i><br />
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I just missed him. His death is so sudden. He was a jolly dog. I can sense Suri's loneliness, too. He isn't as active anymore. He just lay flat under Ruby, the car. And he keeps on looking at BongBong's post. Dogs know when they lost a friend, too. And they feel helpless and sad about it.<br />
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*Real bad feelings creep in*<br />
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I don't want to reminisce because I don't want to cry. I'll think of him as my angel, my angel whom I dearly love.<br />
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I have adopted an online pet and named him <i>BongBong. </i>I know I have said that I wouldn't name a new pet after a pet who just died because maybe he or she might die early too. But an online pet is different, he has a virtual life. So, it's practically safe to name him as such. I chose the color, nearest to BongBong's fur color. He does look like BongBong. When I stare at him (look at my sidebar, on the left please), it seems like I'm playing with BongBong once again. And it kinda makes me smile.<br />
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You know what, the facebook link to my previous post was liked by my mom. Yes, she has a facebook. She even added inspirational messages as comments. She's so adorable. Said she cried when she read my post. Haha. I always make her cry with my written stuff. See her messages below.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">P.S. Even celebrities loose their pets, too. :( <a href="http://www.celebritydogwatcher.com/2011/04/haylie-duffs-dog-bentley-dies/">Condolence to Haylie Duff. Bentley, her Pomeranian died.</a> </div><br />
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Last night, my cousin told me out of the blue that my dog died. I felt nothing. At first. It's only when Suri came inside the house gate that I started to feel bad. There's no BongBong that tailed after him. Tito Boyet had made Suri go home after taking care of the dogs for only seven days. Said BongBong died two days before we got back. Blood was in his poop. Must have eaten something.<br />
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Suri and BongBong are two Aspins that my cousins and I bought outside the gates of UP Los Banos October of last year. When my titas, cousins and I left Manila for Iloilo for my birthday and a family reunion, we left Suri and BongBong under the care of a relative. When we were in Iloilo, Mama even told me that BongBong enjoyed my tito's place and has gotten really big. When we arrived here in Elbi, I didn't have the urge to ask about BongBong when I would usually find him when I get back here for the weekend. I don't know, but I haven't had the urge to go look for him. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he's already gone.<br />
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I don't write about death. Or the memories of those who passed. Didn't had a journal entry about my dad's death eight years ago. I just want to keep their thoughts to myself. I don't want to write about them. Death has been bugging me when I was in Iloilo, when AJ Perez died. Death has been a constant thought bugger. Didn't know I was about to lose a gentle creature who's so close to my heart.<br />
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I am blessed to have read this poem. It has alleviated my heavy feeling.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Do not stand at my grave and weep,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am not there, I do not sleep.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am in a thousand winds that blow,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am the softly falling snow.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am the gentle showers of rain,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am the fields of ripening grain.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am in the morning hush,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am in the graceful rush</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Of beautiful birds in circling flight,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am the starshine of the night.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am in the flowers that bloom,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am in a quiet room.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am in the birds that sing,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am in each lovely thing.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">Do not stand at my grave bereft</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: small;">I am not there. I have not left.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Bye, BongBong. I'll miss you for a lifetime. ;'c<br />
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Mutt, aside from it being the cool sounding word, is a slang for a mixed-breed dog. If you are geeky and kind of despise this definition, then I'll give you what you need:<br />
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Mutt --<i>noun </i>(1) a dog, especially a mongrel, (2) a dog which is not purebred, either literally a mix of two or more breeds, as is the case with crossbred dogs, (3) dog which is not literally a mix of pure breeds, but rather which have never been bred, such as primitive or pariah dog populations who evolved without intentional intervention by humans.<br />
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There you go. Sometimes, mutt, along with cur, mongrel and tyke, is used in a derogatory manner, but I find it cute. Anyway, I have several mutts with me. Most are of Japanese Spitz and Pomeranian origin. The two are a mix of Aspin (<i>Asong Pinoy</i> or Filipino dog) and some other breed. You'll get to know each one of them. Relax.<br />
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By now, you know why I have chose such title. Through this dog blog, I would share the memories and experiences that I have with these dogs. I hope I can bring them all with me soon. I am in my <i>worktown </i>and they are still in my hometown. May this blog be one of the ways that can hasten the reunion process.<br />
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Stay tuned for more DogBerries. ;)<br />
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