Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Gone to the Dogs


Although I was originally a cat person (I had a cat named Omar after the Egyptian actor Omar Sharif), I’ve grown accustomed to the dogs in my two households—Bruno and Bogart in Pasig, Yao Ming in Baguio.

Yao is a mixed breed--has Japanese spitz blood but grew too big for a typical spitz’s size. He lived indoors with us as a puppy, but he now spends most of his time in a cage. I never liked the idea of his being locked up, but tell that to his master.

Bogart is a freaky mini pinscher. He has only one ball so he cannot reproduce. Bruno, on the other hand, has balls so big we can expect his line to continue.

I once asked Bruno’s owner, my sister Gigi, what trick her pet knows. She claimed her pug was the fastest eater in his category. So one mealtime, I counted slowly while he lapped up his food. It took him 20 seconds exactly to clean up his dog dish.

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