Hachiko: A Dog’s Tale

I’ve always loved dogs. I had my first dog when I was 6 years old. I didn’t know then and I don’t know now what breed it was and I didn’t really care. My first dog was perfect: cute, cuddly and furry. She was loyal too. She would chase us whenever my parents and I had to go somewhere. Thankfully, she would get to go home safely. I don’t remember when she died but she got really sick and I cried buckets when she died. My favorite memory of her was when I was crying and she stayed by my side licking my tears away.

I can still name all the dogs I had (all 7 of them) and remember how they all died. I think I’ll name my next dog Hachiko (who will hopefully be either a Belgian Malinois, or a Japanese Akita or Rhodesian Ridgeback) in the hopes that he/she will be as loyal as his/her namesake.

The movie reminded me of my first dog and how I will always be a dog-person. :)

 

My Dog Is Missing

My favorite dog has gone missing. We think she’s been stolen since the bitch is too damn nice.

After eating, we usually let her and her mom go out to do their business. The mom, M, is more aggressive and we keep her on a leash. My favorite dog, B, is nicer and usually steers clear of strangers. She’s very sweet. And I miss her already.

I was supposed to do a The Vampire Diaries post but I’m just too bummed out. B turned 9 this year. I just wish she would come home.

 

Please come home B. I miss you already.

UPDATE:

She was found by one of the roving guards here in our village, 10 blocks from where we live. The theory is that someone lured her because she’s pretty, hoping she’d get pregnant by a male dog. That’s the theory because B never steps onto the edge of our street and onto the main street without me or my dad. And if she would be running, it would be going toward further into the street and into the dead end and not outside of our street.

Good thing that the guard still rang our bell even if it was already 1 am. Poor thing looked nervous running around. Since she’s old, her senses may be a little weak and couldn’t recognize me and my dad when we were calling her. Finally, she let my dad put a leash on her and we were on our way home. You could tell she was really happy about seeing us and going home. Her pace went faster as we turned to our street. She almost ran going home. It was pretty sweet and amusing.

But to the person who attempted to steal my dog, I wish you’d have bad luck as a pet owner, always, or until you regret what you did.

 

 

Cruel Killing of Stray Cats and Dogs

Killing animals is not okay. Cruelly killing them is even worse.

Also called “Tambucho Killings”, this is death by carbon monoxide poisoning. I don’t get how people doing these acts could not feel sorry for the innocent animals. If they are guilty of anything, it is that they are guilty of having irresponsible owners. Why own pets when you can’t even take care of them? Money shouldn’t be an issue because some less fortunate people are able to take care of their animals properly.

Spaying and neutering should be more affordable here in the Philippines. This way, less fortunate people could avoid having unwanted animals.

I must warn you, the video is graphic. And if you love animals, you might not have the stomach to watch it.

Any suggestions on how to manage unwanted animals? Ideas are most welcome.