My love affair with dogs started when I was still very young. I remember being the only sibling who has a constant dog for myself. I don’t have any qualms with me getting all dirty and slobbered with fresh saliva. When I arrive from work I am usually greeted by their smiling faces and enthusiastic wagging of their tails. I will play with them immediately and will have our helper frown at the sight of my mangled and dirty clothes. As I recall I love them all but none more than “Menggay” pronounced “Meng – guy”. She was really a heart breaker, she was indeed very close to me and I remember crying when my Menggay died and I insisted that I bury her by myself in our back yard.

After her It all became a blur. Until…

He is my Labrador and for privacy purposes I will not disclose his name. He is the best thing that happened to me. He really is my companion and the reason I haven’t gotten a condo unit and instead aiming to buy a house or a townhouse at least. I can never imagine parting with him. We go everywhere around the village and the neat thing with him is that I dont need a leash to go walk with him. His Credentials include jump, sit, lie down, stay, shake hands and beg. He really is an intelligent dog, he even figured out how to open his cage so i had to place a metal wire around the door so he couldn’t open it.

Recently he had an ear infection and of course being a devoted father we immediately went straight to the vet. Now this vet has been our family vet ever since our very first dog. I was glad to see that familiar clinic where I have both experienced happiness (taking our dog out after a month of confinement) and extreme sadness (having to decide to have one of our dogs put down). After our trip I’m glad to report that his ears are getting a lot better and even has hair growing back!!

To my Doggy, Bark bark, biddibee bark, bark awooooo!