Happy 4th Birthday Daddy Pino!

I missed my blog and telling stories. It is neglected because my grannies are so busy: one is working with her personal blog and the other is working in odesk. But no matter what, I’m still going to share what happened on March 9, a very special day for my dad.

My dad Pino turned four years old. Way ahead the event my grannies were talking about what to prepare while I’m just listening and waiting if the plan will materialize because I like experiencing the result than making plans.

“Happy birthday to me! But where’s the FOOD.”

Everyone was in a good mood early in the morning. They greeted and sing for my dad and urged us to do the same. After my human family had lunched, they were busy cooking, walking back and forth, and  cleaning—I just presumed that what they are doing have something to do with the celebration—and most importantly the food.
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Happy First Birthday Kermit!

The Celebrant

Four days ago is an extra-special day because Kermit turned 1 year old. Household chores consumed my time in the morning; but in the afternoon I allotted it for Kermit—I gave her a bath, the hygiene that was postponed for two weeks because I have to fix a personal affair. No matter how much she hated water, I can tell she missed the refreshing feeling, cleaned, and good smell of herself.

For this special event, special guest are invited—first is Chuchie then the rest of her family. They enjoyed/feasted on “pansit”, a common food served in almost every Filipino occasion.

As I was filling up their dog bowl, they are barking (as always); but this time, because were celebrating Kermit’s birthday their barking can mean singing the Happy birthday song in different tone—some with annoying high pitch and others a bit low but irritating just the same. About the photo of pansit, I forgot to get my camera and take a shot before serving—what was left somewhat shows how gluttonous they are (well including me) and how good my mom cooks.

The Goody!

Pansit was just their snack. As I’m writing this in a piece of paper (The computer is unavailable at the moment; my sister turned it on, the moment she entered the room.) I can hear them barking or asking for their dinner which they usually have at 5:00 pm. I’ve mentioned the food, the guest, the celebrant, but a birthday is not without a b-day wish: Kermit might have wished for more dog walking, more treat, or more quality time.  Ever since the “Chies” arrived I spend less time with her. How can I equally divide my time for 5 pooches. Perhaps it should have been among my b-day wishes. Next year I’ll be a better event organizer--and most importantly, a financer.

Hello World!

On May 24, 2010 Chuchie and Buchie were born. It’s the day our family didn’t expect that there would be an addition to our family. Two weeks before, we prepared IC’s laboring area, where she can comfortably give birth, but nothing happened. We waited in vain till one morning I discovered the third litter of IC.

I didn’t notice them at first because they were huddled by IC, my pearly white 3-yr-old dog. The markings of brown and black revealed our realized anticipation—we have new adorable members in our family. I found out this good news first; thus, I took the liberty and privilege to announce the much-anticipated arrival to my newly-awaken siblings and parents.

Chuchie and Buchie are the third litter of IC. The first two, IC commonly gave birth to three puppies with varied markings. But in the third, white dominated the puppies’ coat. They were big for their first day out of their mother’s womb, making them the biggest among their siblings.