But we love our dogs, even if they were locals (read: askal or asong kalye). Jakjak loved them too. Unfortunately, our dogs were a bit too big for him and they literally mug him with licks. That is until Muffet came along.
Muffet was a breed dog that came from my brother-in-law, Willie. He found the poor girl lost in the urban jungle and took her home. Jakjak immediately loved her because: 1.) She was smaller than he was. 2.) She was a friendly and playful little dog. Of course, she did need a lot of TLC to get her back in shape, being lost for some time. So a dozen baths, three haircuts and two lice removal sessions later, she was ready to romp.
Jakjak fed her. Jakjak walked her. Jakjak gave her more baths. Jakjak petted her. They were pretty good together, of course, Jakjak being Jakjak, it was not quite a perfect man's best friend relationship. You see, Jakjak fed her ... with his own ice cream that was melting in his hands. Jakjak walked her ... but she runs and drags Jakjak to follow her. Jakjak gave her baths ... while he was taking his own bath. Well, you get the picture.
But it was a good experience for him. In time he learned to be more responsible for his pet. That was what we really wanted him to learn. Love and respect for others. And I'd like to believe that having his own pet had taught him some of this.
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