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BINGO - he's most probably a mixed breed, I just don't know what. I wish he's a welsh corgi mix :)

BINGO – he’s most probably a mixed breed, I just don’t know what. I wish he’s a welsh corgi mix 🙂

I’m trying hard not to get too attached to this adorable puppy…and it is DIFFICULT!

Last time I wrote about our neighbor who  ‘abandons’ his dogs – he is still doing it until now. When he picked up Fiona, the shi tzu, he had a small puppy in a box. He asked my dad to take care of it, just for the night and he will pick it up the next morning. And the puppy has been with us for more than 2 weeks now, imagine that!

How can you not fall for this cuteness?! We named him BINGO, yup…from the nursery song  Bingo because it’s my son’s one and only favorite song. I know, naming the pup will just get us more attached, but I’m actually wishing / praying that our neighbor would just disappear in the face of this earth and leave the dog to us. Besides, if this pup is back with him, he’ll suffer the same fate as Fiona and George – to be neglected.

As of the moment, he’s in a puppy cage. He’s too small to handle the rough play our three other older dogs do. And even though he got a ‘lick bath’ from Max (our four year old rottweiler) Bingo’s still scared of him. I’d be scared of Max too if I’m as small as Bingo and Max approaches me, hehehe!

I’m wishing that this pup is a pembroke welsh corgie…yup, that’s one of the breeds I wanted to have, but it’s a rare breed here and even if there are breeders a pup is too expensive for me. I have no idea what breed this pup is…our neighbor doesn’t know either, he doesn’t even know how many months old the puppy is, nor does he know what kind of food the pup eats…it’s another round of guessing game again.

Anyway, his name is Bingo and he’s a little furball of puppy love!



This is George, pic taken one afternoon while I was giving him bread

This is George, pic taken one afternoon while I was giving him bread

The video above shows Fiona, the Shi tzu and Chibi, my Pomeranian spitz. Fiona is our neighbor’s poor dog. She, along with another shi tzu and a dog of an unknown breed (we call him Tu-tu, we later found out his name was George) were sort of ‘abandoned’ by their owner, who happens to be our neighbor and my dad’s distant relative. The owner doesn’t come home for days, leaving no food or water for his dogs.



It all started when we began giving bread to George; it was obvious that he was very hungry with the way he just swallows the piece of bread we throw at him through the walls. After that Fiona came along with him, she was barking at us, but what the heck, we threw a piece of bread at her and she ate it. And it was like that for days, with no sign of our neighbor coming home.

One morning, we were surprised to find Fiona in our garage, under the car! She managed to slip under their gates because she was skin and bones and yeah…we still don’t know how she got in our garage, but for the next two days, she became our little furry guest.

One thing I noticed, she doesn’t want to go back home anymore. Each time we let our other dogs out, we take Fiona along, she had all the chances to go home, but she only follows us around. She stayed with us for two more days, until our neighbor asked my dad if he saw his shi tzu. I would have loved to lie at this point, knowing that Fiona would be ‘abandoned’ again if our neighbor takes her home. So he took her home, and locked her up in their garage.

This went on for a few more days before Fiona managed to get out of their garage and waited by Max’s (our Rottweiler) dog house, waiting for us to go out of the house. For about three more days she stayed with us, believe it or not, she gained weight! I would have loved to ask the owner to let us have Fiona, but he said he was going to take her to his girlfriend’s house.

I wasn’t there when our neighbor came to pick up Fiona that evening. But according to my mom,  Fiona was running away from him!  Even the dog doesn’t like him…if only we had animal laws that actually work here, I would have made a complaint already.  But no, we live in a country where dogs are killed for their meat. Even if there’s a law against it, not all people are aware of it – it’s a reality that sucks.

So now, I just hope that Fiona is doing way better with our neighbor’s girlfriend.


As a first time mom, Chibi has no idea on how to nurse her newborn pup.


This morning, Chibi gave birth to two puppies. Unfortunately, the first puppy which came out was stillborn.  The second one came out almost an hour later. Good thing my mom saw the poor pup hanging halfway out from Chibi, we had to ask my mom’s friend to pull the puppy out – Chibi seemed too tired to push her puppy out, and bringing her to the vet would take more time.  And here we thought Chibi had to undergo a caesarian procedure because the vet said that since Pom is a bit big, Chibi’s puppies might be too big as well. Luckily, Chibi had a normal delivery.





Pom-pom is the pup’s father, he is a cream colored Pomeranian while Chibi is red, we are wondering why the puppy is parti-colored. But I guess that happens…both puppy and mother are doing fine now 😀

We had to hold Chibi while she nurses her pup or else she’ll stand up.


A parti-colored pup? Now, how’d that happen? Hmmm…


We’re still thinking of a puppy name – it’s a boy! 😀 Any suggestions?


World’s Most Expensive Dog

This is the world’s most expensive dog, a 180lb, 11-month old, rare, red Tibetan Mastiff named Hong Dong (Big Splash in English) purchased by a coal industrialist in China for a whopping $1.5M! This breed is thought to be among the oldest in the world.

How’d you get so expensive?

Okay, so I guess the ‘desire’ to have this dog breed is OUT of the question. This is also a rare breed here and sadly, not everyone is familiar with it. I checked online (there are really a few) if there are any for sale here and the highest price I found was for P295,000 (around $7,024)  – a  female, rare ‘golden red’ color Tibetan Mastiff. The other prices? They don’t go below P150,000 (around $3572). All the sellers claim the dogs were imported from China. Even so, I am not willing to spend that big amount of money even if I do have it.

Just imagine – $1.5M could have been used to save other dogs in need; those in shelters and especially the ones in the puppy mills.


I say there would have been many things they’d tell us.

We’ve had so many dogs of different breeds since I was a kid, and I always imagined what their voice would sound like if they can talk. I’m now suddenly reminded of Disney’s movie UP, where the dogs had this device attached to their collar that can let them talk. How I wish someone can invent that in real life 😀

Then I saw this photo…it just gets me every time I read this, especially number ten.


It’s been six months since Nogi came to us as a flea infested pup. Well, he’s grown bigger now, even his ears are up and now we call him ‘Batdog’ – his ears are just too big for his head! I am glad to say that all the fleas are gone, and he’s got a shiny coat now (even after developing mange and losing his fur because of excessive scratching) and the neighbors are even surprised he’s all healthy now. I had the vet check him up, gave him shots for the mange, I bought anti-flea shampoo and powder and even bought ‘IN-DIET’, a food supplement (brand) for dogs that eliminate breath stink and improves their fur quality. We give our four dogs this food supplement every day.

I don’t think Nogi will grow any bigger though. If our guess is right (we all think Nogi’s a native dog breed and nothing more; unlike what our neighbor said that Nogi’s a beagle breed) and I think we all are, then he’s not going to be doing a lot of growing anymore.

He is Max’s new toy now. Yeah, now that I need to buy Max another ball – he lost his favorite green ball in a very grassy area at the vacant lot near our house while he was chasing a cat (who held on for dear life on a middle of a tree while Max could only look up in frustration), Max dropped the ball somewhere and forgot all about it when I called him back. So now, Nogi is Max’s new toy. Max, the ever gentle giant, would play with Nogi with a lot of patience. It would look like Max is somewhat tearing Nogi’s head away from its body but it’s all play!

The video below was taken last January 21 of this year, Max had never hurt Nogi while they are playing.

Nogi loves attention (just like any other dog, right?) and when you approach him, his ears would go sideways, his tail would wag like there’s no tomorrow and he’ll almost lie down on the ground (just like melting) as soon as you touch him. But do NOT ever approach him when he’s eating – this is the only time when he doesn’t want attention from anyone else. All our three dogs, Max, Pom and Chibi, we can approach them while they’re eating, pet them on the head and even put out hand in their food bowl and they wouldn’t complain. Nogi is a different story; he loves his food and nothing will and can get him to stop eating once his bowl is set down and he starts eating– he will growl and growl until you leave him alone. This trait of his reminds me of Antonne, our Dalmatian who passed away last year due to old age.

Other than that, Nogi is just another sweet dog who loves attention, food, loves to run and play and be Max’s toy


A few weeks ago, I bought two chew toys for Pom-pom and Chibi, my Pomeranian spitzes. A year ago, I bought Pom-pom a small, orange ball – it’s actually a squeaky chew toy which Chibi destroyed with her sharp puppy teeth. Pom-pom wasn’t able to destroy that ball even when he was a puppy but it took Chibi a week to actually tear the toy apart like paper.

So I decided to buy two squeaky toys, an orange one (the exact same toy for Pom-pom) and a white one for Chibi.  For some reason, Chibi prefers the orange ball over the white one. Then, when I tried to give the white ball to Pom-pom, he just smelled it and looked for his orange ball.  I thought dogs don’t really care about toys…was I so wrong about this! And one more thing I noticed – Pom-pom seems to have a favorite color which is orange.  I’m saying this because I bought him an orange squeaky donut chew toy and he liked it so much that even when it was torn apart, he still looks for it and wants to play with it.  So dogs have color preference as well? 🙂

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