Who's Your Daddy?

Last Saturday, the world celebrated the importance of Mother Earth by turning off the lights for an hour starting 8:30 PM to 9:30 PM. By doing this, we are helping save countless numbers of kilowatt hours in energy consumption.

As dogs, we don’t really know much about all these electricity stuff, but we do know that if we save on energy generation, we also save on energy consumption and ultimately, the use of our natural resources, which are key and material in the generation of power and electricity.

In unison, the hoomans joined in the celebration of Earth Hour last Saturday. At exactly 8:30 PM, all lights were turned off and so, they had an hour-long romantic candlelit dinner. Poopie and I stayed behind and eased our selves whilst admiring the prominence of the moon as it shone proudly in the sky.

But before we celebrated Earth Hour, we celebrated LIFE.

Remember our friend Peachy? That beautiful dark brown dachshund living with our landlady in our apartment compound?

Peachy, Choychoy and Gring Gring (all residents of our compound) were my first furfriends. They were already there when we first moved and had been my playmates before Poopie came to live with us.

Sometime last year, Peachy gave birth to 5 beautiful dachshund puppies. We never got to see the puppies though because when the hoomans returned from work, they were told that she decided to “let go” of her babies.

That was more than 6 months ago. A few months back, she had her 2nd ‘heat’ (since our stay in The Ilonggo House, at least) and you can just imagine the level of insanity, not to mention, the noise, surrounding our compound.

Needless to say, a few months after, we found Peachy to be “shapelier” than usual.

Her hooman, Ms. Dams, would often bring her out in the morning before manang leaves for work. She would be left tied to a tree while Ms. Dams tidies up the patio of their house. This had been part of their routine for the last 2 months. Meanwhile, Peachy’s tummy grew rounder and rounder.

Manang and manong had a talk last Friday night over the circumstances surrounding Peachy. Out of nowhere, manang remarked that under her present condition, Peachy would end up giving birth in that tree, outside of our compound.

True enough, when Poopie and I went for our daily “business” in the morning, Ms. Dams and some neighbors were surrounding the very tree were Peachy was left in every morning. She had given birth to 1 very special black puppy. It had a really short and stumpy tail and a deformed nose and snout.

Poopie and I suggested to Ms. Dams to take Peachy inside the house because more puppies might come out. Leaving her to give birth outside would expose her to a lot of risks and threats. Thankfully, the hoomans headed our barks and brought her in.

We headed hurriedly towards our house and licked manong, yipping and yapping about the good news at the same time. By the time we came back to check on Peachy, she had already given birth to 2 more puppies. I suggested to manong that we make a sort of stable for her, just so as to give her babies a more comfortable place to stay in.

Super Manong did just that and came up with a makeshift birthing den out of this old box.


And just when we thought all was over and done with, we all witnesses, first hand, an actual birth.

Peachy gave birth to her 5th puppy right before our very eyes. It was graphic yet truly amazing to witness. Poopie fainted. She swore to keep her chastity belt intact for the rest of her young, adult and old Jack-tzu life.

All five puppies were black. It is still far too early to say, what they will look like when they get older. But the million dollar question remains…

Just Who Is Your Daddy?

A. A sexy gentlecat named Gring Gring

B. A devilishly good looking macho dog named Choychoy

C. An unidentified HOT Hunky yellow Labrador