Our Doggie days

I was at the mall yesterday waiting for my sister. I waited at the pet shop and admired the dogs. It  made me think the last dog that we had when I was still in college. We had a dog, sort of askal - asong kalye.

My brother used to personally take care of him and we named it “Kumag”.  We might say that Kumag and my brother were pathologically bonded. Kumag was like a member of the household, watching TV with us on our 2nd floor then will go downstairs on his place when it was time to sleep. Our neighbors were so frightened with him as he  always barked loudly whenever he smells or sees somebody who did not belong to the household. 

My sister had a night schooling then at our province and she would be home around 10pm. Her school was about a kilometer away from our home and Kumag would always waited for her 2 blocks away from our home. Friends of my sister would always joked around whenever they sees Kumag waiting, they would say “Ayan na ang sundo mo”. My sister and Kumag would be walking home together every night after her school.  We also talked to Kumag like a human being and he seemed to understand us.

After a while, my father decided to give Kumag to his friends due to his behaviour that when he encountered un-familiar faces, he not only barks but bite that person. My brother was crying when it was time for Kumag to transfer home.  We didnt really want to give him away. Until now, we did not replaced Kumag. He always brought happy memories to the household stories. 

Somebody says, most all of our relationship with our dog is emotional. Dogs draw us to them. There’s that doggie breath we remember when they were puppies, their total cuteness – not to mention they were so warm and cuddly as dogs and are still.  It’s the whole package really! We feel like our dogs are very sensitive to our feelings.  We pick up on this almost immediately.  Come to think of  it, if this sensitivity were not there, we probably wouldn’t have them as pets.