I'm finally going on an officially vacation, I should be happy. I'm leaving for Cebu today with my sister, which easily means that I'll be leaving my pack under the care of our two household helpers. I'm confident in the fact that they are knowledgeable. They know what to do, they are familiar of my pack's temperament and I have faith that they would do the right things at the right time. Because just two days ago, we had a showdown.
Two nights ago I stayed late in the office and evidently woke up late the next morning. Usually my aunt and I would check up on the dogs early morning especially Bruce, our 4 month old puppy, to take him out from his customized cage, feed him and bond with him. Harvey and the rest of the dogs are less destructive now that they are older. They do not need to be supervised. However Bruce is of a different case. He is big for his size and he is at the stage of finding joys in destruction. During the day, we let him out to roam around freely, but at least everyone's up and about to check up on him periodically. But during at night, we fear that we might wake up to chaos and that involves my dad's cars, my helpers' household stuff and my mother's garden. One night when we tried to let him be in the other lot, we woke up to 5 dilapidated hangers, a fallen old cabinet without the covers, three pots of plants destroyed and chairs toppled. That was only for one night.
Bruce, our little giant, is still restless. He acts like a puppy and even for a low-energy dog, he tends to destroy things a lot. So for the benefit of all those involved, until he gets properly trained, we would have to put him in his customized home for the night.
When I woke up late that day and was about to go to the office at 9:40 am, I did not see Bruce around. Sheepishly my helpers told me that he was still in the cage. I went ballistic. I immediately went to him and saw him slightly inactive. He had wastes in his cage, which was an alarming sight for me because he never does his business where he sleeps. He would always have this spot in the garden to pee and do other stuff in the morning whenever we let him out. I also saw his water dish was almost empty and he hadn't eaten yet. I brought him out and finally gave everyone at the house a piece of my mind.
It's true that my household helpers may know the drill. I'd like to think they love my dogs, but sometimes, they do have other priorities. They didn't buy these dogs in the first place, I did. They can have that decision to ignore my pack especially if they want to slack off now that everyone's out of the house for a vacation. Slacking off is understandable. We want to relax once in a while when no one is looking, but I do expect the basic things to be done. Apart from the very basic household oversight, these dogs will always depend on them to survive the day. I don't expect to them to spend time with them. I just want them to consider their basic needs. I'd be more confident if at least I have one of my siblings around or even my aunt who cares for my pack deeply. But they won't be here when I leave.
That's why I'm anxious. I'm more anxious for Bruce than the rest because he's young and he tends to demand more attention. I'm slightly annoyed at leaving them behind, but my dogs are smart and I still have faith on those that are concerned. I guess I would just have to live through it and endure long distance phone calls every now and then.
I'm going to Cebu. I'm happy, I'm excited but I'm slightly anxious. I'll miss my dogs for sure. I always have.
Two nights ago I stayed late in the office and evidently woke up late the next morning. Usually my aunt and I would check up on the dogs early morning especially Bruce, our 4 month old puppy, to take him out from his customized cage, feed him and bond with him. Harvey and the rest of the dogs are less destructive now that they are older. They do not need to be supervised. However Bruce is of a different case. He is big for his size and he is at the stage of finding joys in destruction. During the day, we let him out to roam around freely, but at least everyone's up and about to check up on him periodically. But during at night, we fear that we might wake up to chaos and that involves my dad's cars, my helpers' household stuff and my mother's garden. One night when we tried to let him be in the other lot, we woke up to 5 dilapidated hangers, a fallen old cabinet without the covers, three pots of plants destroyed and chairs toppled. That was only for one night.
Bruce, our little giant, is still restless. He acts like a puppy and even for a low-energy dog, he tends to destroy things a lot. So for the benefit of all those involved, until he gets properly trained, we would have to put him in his customized home for the night.
When I woke up late that day and was about to go to the office at 9:40 am, I did not see Bruce around. Sheepishly my helpers told me that he was still in the cage. I went ballistic. I immediately went to him and saw him slightly inactive. He had wastes in his cage, which was an alarming sight for me because he never does his business where he sleeps. He would always have this spot in the garden to pee and do other stuff in the morning whenever we let him out. I also saw his water dish was almost empty and he hadn't eaten yet. I brought him out and finally gave everyone at the house a piece of my mind.
It's true that my household helpers may know the drill. I'd like to think they love my dogs, but sometimes, they do have other priorities. They didn't buy these dogs in the first place, I did. They can have that decision to ignore my pack especially if they want to slack off now that everyone's out of the house for a vacation. Slacking off is understandable. We want to relax once in a while when no one is looking, but I do expect the basic things to be done. Apart from the very basic household oversight, these dogs will always depend on them to survive the day. I don't expect to them to spend time with them. I just want them to consider their basic needs. I'd be more confident if at least I have one of my siblings around or even my aunt who cares for my pack deeply. But they won't be here when I leave.
That's why I'm anxious. I'm more anxious for Bruce than the rest because he's young and he tends to demand more attention. I'm slightly annoyed at leaving them behind, but my dogs are smart and I still have faith on those that are concerned. I guess I would just have to live through it and endure long distance phone calls every now and then.
I'm going to Cebu. I'm happy, I'm excited but I'm slightly anxious. I'll miss my dogs for sure. I always have.
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