I cannot say I’m a dog lover by birth
because somehow in my early life I’m afraid of them, probably for the main reason of getting bitten by them. We had a dog before; we named her “Pikachu” if you know the cartoons Pikachu that’s where we get her name. Having her changes my fear of them. My fondness to dogs grew more when she gave birth to a dozen of puppies, though we didn’t keep them all because some of our neighbor ask for some puppy to adopt, my dad left 2 puppies whom he named as “Dogie” and “Douglas”. Dogie was given to my youngest brother but didn’t last because he was hit by a car outside our house. Douglas on the other hand remained in our shelter until he grew. But sadly, due to some well I really don’t know what happened we’ve just found him lying on my mom’s plant bed dead. Since then, we never had dog in our house. Just recently, if you’ve been reading my blog, I’ve bought a dog, his name is “Gambit” though I really wanna keep him in our house no one will take care of him because no one really stays in the house because everyone of us leaves for work and school everyday so I decided to keep him on my boyfriend’s house.