2011: the First New Year of the “Chies”

At the age of seven months old Buchie and Chuchie welcomed 2011 on the last Friday evening and had spent Christmas in our household with their family. It’s just sad that Chuckie wasn’t there to celebrate with us; 2011 supposed to be his second New Year—but that was the only tear-inducing part of the celebration—the rest is all about fun, fun, fun.

Early that day, the Aspin family for the first time took a bath one after the other. Usually my sister and I divide them into two groups: first is scheduled for a certain day, second the following day. Later I bragged to my parents that they are all looking and smelling good, enough for them to stay inside the house as 2011 is about to come.
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Chuckie the “Great”

Today is All Souls Day; prior to this day many spooky story or movies were shown that everyone had enough already so I wouldn’t write anything relevant to Halloween for now. The creepy joke is as far as I can go in this topic. Instead, I decided to write a tribute for a friend, a companion, and a family.

Chuckie the “Great” is the apple of the eye of everyone in our family. Though he is a Filipino dog, one wouldn’t have a clue, a quality he inherited from his father and a little from her mom. It’s not just his western look that made us fall in love with him. He has unique personalities. I’ll take you back in his journey in life: the joy, misadventure, and hardship—how hard he fought till the end and how we are living without him by our side.
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Aspin's Unusual Trip: The Chase

You might want to read the first part before proceeding or if you’re into Halloween then don’t forget to read the last paragraph on this page--anyway it’s just a joke.

Going Home

The drizzle of rain forced us to leave after an hour, but I managed to urge my sister to take our Aspin puppies for more walk (that’s how much I’m proud of them). I wanted them to make the most out of our trip. Everything went well till we saw ahead probably a mixed-breed dog; we immediately turned and moved towards the gate. The dog was far when we turned our back on him then we heard a bark—coming from that same stray dog behind us. My sister managed to scare him away. He must be a male because he followed us so as to get closed to our beautiful puppies (that’s just a theory of mine). When we arrived at home, I can tell the Chies were saying “Home sweet home,” because they lay comfortably on the floor and quickly fell asleep. They might be so tired of walking and seeing many things: cars, jeepney, people, and a dog they are not familiar with.

My advice visit your departed loved ones as early as possible and if allowed you can take your dog, Aspin or not, along. Whichever you prefer, don’t forget All Souls Day. For all those who have gone ahead of us, let’s us pray for them. May their souls find peace with our heavenly Father.


Dare to READ a creepy joke, just in time for Halloween 2010—don’t say I didn’t warn you!

We planned this trip a few months ago on which I thought of a joke—a creepy one—what if our puppies or your dog is set loose inadvertently in the cemetery and comes back with a bone—is it a chicken wing, leg, or something else? I’ll leave it up to your imagination. Mind you I’ve seen a lot of open niches but dare not to look more than 1 second. My level of curiosity at that moment is so dead.

Aspin's Unusual Trip: The Bumpy Ride

Time to relax.

The farthest distance the “Chies” traveled away from our home is when they had anti-rabies vaccination when they are just 3 months old. On October 24 they turned five months old; yesterday they beat their own record when we set out to a journey—to a quiet place—where you’ll unlikely bring your dog—the cemetery. We want to avoid the huge crowd on November 2, 2010 (All Souls Day), so might as well take them with us.

The Swift Journey

The four of us (My sister, I, and the Chies: Chuhie and Buchie) set on a journey at 7 am and arrived at the cemetery a few minutes after. Fortunately, before we left our house they did their messy affairs after they had breakfast. The brief trip is fast and clean—except the drooling, a manifestation of their fear or nervousness. We cuddled and pat them all throughout the trip to relax and assure them that they are not having another vaccination, for now; the touch therapy worked for Chuchie but not to Buchie, especially when the road is too bumpy.
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