Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Hunger.Guilt.Trip

I caught Bruce in this gentle moment while he was waiting for the kitchen door to open. He wanted to go inside to eat leftover food, but to avoid chaos and overeating, we did not let him pass.

His food is specially made for large breeds and we feed him three times a day. Every meal time we fill up a venti-sized Starbucks cup with dog food, but it seems it's never enough. He cries if he smells cooked food. He cries when he sees Harvey eating his dinner. I don't think I'm depriving him of anything. I just don't want him to get fat.

I must strengthen my reserve. He's only a puppy, 5 months to be exact and he looks like a full grown dog. If he must cry, then let it be.

I was this close to feeding him cheese sandwich though.


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Two Saturdays ago I went to Tagaytay with Mitch's friends. We had dinner there and hung out. It was so freaking cold. I loved it! I cannot wait to be back. 

But hopefully on my next trip, I'll bring the rest of the pack with me. Probably during Christmas break. I want them to experience the cool weather. And with that, I would need at least three more people to go with me.  

ROAD TRIP!!!

It'll be fun. Promise.


On our way to Bruce's school

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When I got home, Ate Shiela told me that some christmas lights were dismantled in the garden, near Bruce's cage. 

I could read between the lines. They're probably blaming it on Bruce.

As long as I'm around, he's innocent until proven guilty. 


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