Happy Barkday, Mr. F!

Dear Mr. Frodo, 

I still remember when I first saw you. You and your sister were in a playpen but you, my boy, caught my eye. You know why? Before we even approach you, you were already standing on your two hind legs and resting your two little paws against the playpen, barking at me incessantly, looking so happy. It’s as if you were saying, “Pick me, hooman! Pick me!”. 

And I was smitten. 

You were so curious on our drive home, looking out of the car window and can’t seem to get enough of what you’re seeing. Do you still remember what I told you then? 

“Look at the world, Mr. Frodo. Make it yours!”. 

You are a promise silently made and a promise kept.

When your Poppa and I just started dating, I jokingly told him that he should get me a pug if ever we reach our 3rd anniversary. This stemming from the fact that some people thought we wouldn’t last that long. He just shook his head at me, smiling without saying a word. I took it as silently telling me, “You wish!”. 

It didn’t help that after three years, he gifted me with a pug paper craft proudly saying he’s keeping his promise. I thought it was really funny, until he told me that he’s getting me you, for real. I still could not believe it until we were going rounds the pet shops already, looking for the perfect you. 

The morning after, you gave me a fright. You were so sick that I thought I’d lose you. Without taking a shower I took you to the vet and waited nervously for your checkup. The vet told us that you might not live for long and I almost cried. I talked to your previous owner and she assured me that you will live. That she will take you in for two weeks and give you back to me in perfect health. 

And she did.

It was a promise made and a promise kept. 

At that time, I wouldn’t have thought that you will be this mischievous little one who would go and ruin my stuff, sneeze straight on my face as if it’s the most delightful thing in the world, and make me fall and roll around the streets of Tomas Morato while trying to save you from being a roadkill. 

At that time, I wouldn’t have thought that I could trade sleep just so I can keep an eye on you when you’re sick. That I could trade night outs and partying just so we can spend more time together. That I could trade splurging on a meal just so I can buy your favorite snacks and toys. I wouldn’t have thought that I have this much capacity to love a squished faced, sneezy non-human. 

Mr. Frodo, you are one of our earlier relationship milestones and you’ve been with us through every other milestone thereafter. The good and the bad, the happy and not so happy. 

And we wouldn’t have it any other way.

Happy 6th Barkday, Mr. F. We love you and you will always be our baby boy.

That’s a promise that we will always keep. 

Pug-Ibig Nga Naman…

Good morning, Sunday!

Making a quick post because I’m having major sepanx. I just sent off my pug, Mr. Frodo, to a week-long rendezvous aka sexy time.

It’s sad because this’ll be the first time in a while that he’ll be away from us both for this long. But I’m comforted by the fact that he’ll finally have some happy time with a lady love.

Also, that we’ll have a full week to ourselves to cleanup the house — a long overdue task — and have some quality time together.

Man! I sound like a mom sending my kid to summer camp!

Anyway, I hope Mr. Frodo becomes a dad soon. Can’t wait to see a tiny Mr. Frodo once again.

Mr. F, this is our early birthday gift for you. You’ll no longer die a virgin! Haha! 😜

Magic Hour with Mr. F

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Enjoying the afternoon sunshine with Mr. Frodo. One of the things that I love about our place is the view from our bedroom. We have a huge window beside our bed where you can see the metro skyline.

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Despite the city noise and hurly burly of traffic (yes, we’re beside EDSA), this has been my refuge whenever I’m in a bad mood or just want to drown in my thoughts. Cris wouldn’t admit it, but I caught him looking out of the window, too, getting pensive whenever I’m being difficult (which is almost every day, lately).

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Our view is good whatever the time and whatever the weather but it is the best during the magic hour. As soon as we get our windows cleaned *facepalm*, I’ll share some pictures with you. I already have a mini-project in mind but it’ll take some time to complete.

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It’s a rare occasion that Mr. Frodo is this calm . He would usually bark nonstop at buses and cars that would honk excessively. We would always  joke that he’s a probinsyano who is not used to the city life.

But not today.

I think he knows that I need some peace and quiet and would like to share this with me — making this moment truly magical.