me and tagpi
my sister always says, what kind of a vet are you?
she often sneers at me because these days i don't really get to fully take care of my pets at home.
it does make me feel guilty that while i am attending to the pets of my clients, i am completely ignoring my very own dogs.
it didn't used to be like this, especially when tagpi was still quite young.
tagpi was already three months old when i got him, and when he first met me, he was kind of scared because he hadn't seen me before at home, and i just got back from los baños.
i taught tagpi to follow me around, beg for a drink at the faucet, trained him how to sit, jump, go up a furniture, stay down, respond to a whistle. but he isn't always obedient. he now has a mind of his own, and i let him.
tagpi likes to scare the chickens in the garden and he unintentionally gets his paws all dirty and i would have to wipe them down.
sometimes it's like i have conversations with tagpi in my head. he understands the tagalog of 'come'. when i say, 'tagpi, halika,' he comes to me. when i sneeze it seems he is worried and comes to me, checking me out and pawing at my leg.
when tagpi dies i don't want to see him get sick and suffer in a hospital. i just want to wake up one day and find out that he's gone. though he still has many years ahead of him, he is getting older by the day.
i could never find a lot of time to be with tagpi. but when i am with him, it is pure comfort.
she often sneers at me because these days i don't really get to fully take care of my pets at home.
it does make me feel guilty that while i am attending to the pets of my clients, i am completely ignoring my very own dogs.
it didn't used to be like this, especially when tagpi was still quite young.
tagpi was already three months old when i got him, and when he first met me, he was kind of scared because he hadn't seen me before at home, and i just got back from los baños.
i taught tagpi to follow me around, beg for a drink at the faucet, trained him how to sit, jump, go up a furniture, stay down, respond to a whistle. but he isn't always obedient. he now has a mind of his own, and i let him.
tagpi likes to scare the chickens in the garden and he unintentionally gets his paws all dirty and i would have to wipe them down.
sometimes it's like i have conversations with tagpi in my head. he understands the tagalog of 'come'. when i say, 'tagpi, halika,' he comes to me. when i sneeze it seems he is worried and comes to me, checking me out and pawing at my leg.
when tagpi dies i don't want to see him get sick and suffer in a hospital. i just want to wake up one day and find out that he's gone. though he still has many years ahead of him, he is getting older by the day.
i could never find a lot of time to be with tagpi. but when i am with him, it is pure comfort.