Pets, With or Without It?

I grew up in the countryside where I am surrounded by different kinds of animals. My Dad loves to take care of domestic animals and it was one source of income for the family. We had a cow named "Baking" and its calf as "Bakiking". I literally witnessed how Baking gave birth to Bakiking and it was an amazing event for me. We didn’t have both cows for long as they were sold after a while. We had a lot of feathered animals like ducks, hens, pigeons, and roosters too. Their eggs become our breakfast along with hot pandesal (bread.) Dad raised some hogs and goats too, I even got a chance to clean and wash them and it did not feel like working, it felt like I was playing and having fun.

The best time of my life was when I got to own a puppy whom I named Queenie. She was the prettiest puppy I have ever seen. Queenie would come every single day about a few meters away from our house and wait for me to return from school, as she saw me she would wave her tail to show how excited she was to see me and accompany me home. I had a hammock tied to the beams of our house made by my mom and I sat there after school to play with her. Eventually, she learned how to get on and get off the hammock and it became her hangout place when I was not around. One day, she came home very sick, she must have eaten something that made her stomach very upset and in the morning when I woke up she was gone. We didn’t have enough money to take her to the vet and my Lolo was staying far from our house to rescue her from dying. I felt horribly sad and to comfort me, my mom and my dad gave her a proper burial. My dad buried her in the field where he used to take Baking to nibble grass and I put a red gumamela flower in Queenie’s grave and say my final goodbye to a good old friend.

Spot is another joy of our childhood, she was my brother's dog. She was a beautiful white-and-brown spot dog. She lived for nine years and has given my family too many puppies. Every time she gave birth we got at least eleven to twelve puppies, some of them were given as gifts to neighbors, friends, and relatives who wanted to have a pet dog. Some puppies we keep for us to take care of and play with. Sometimes, when life gets tough, my mom will take the puppies to the market and sell them to support some of our needs.

I had another friend, a feline one; she was named “Muning”. Muning is an orange-white cat similar to Garfield and she was very fat. She’s the one I love the most among the other cats that we had. At dinner time she would sit beside me and rub her paws in my elbow to ask for food. When she wanted me she would curl up in my lap and murmur. When she wanted to play she would rub her body in my legs and circle into me. I used to make fun of her by tying a thread on her tail and she would run after it making her turn around and around which makes me laugh my heart out.

Last May 2009, L and I went to the Philippines to visit my mom and meet my sisters’ family before they set off to Qatar. In front of my mom’s house was the house of a friend who owned three puppies, two ducks, birds, and a rooster. L was delighted to find these animals in the neighborhood and she watched them the whole time. We even borrowed one of the puppies and kept it in the house so she wouldn’t stay late in the neighborhood. I felt the need for L to have her own pet. Child expert says that pets help children to grow and learn. It teaches children to be responsible by acting as a caretaker for a pet; it develops discipline and the importance of friendship and companionship. They provide comfort, increase family bonding, encourage nurturing, and keep children healthy. Hmmm :) then my countryside life being surrounded by pets helped me a lot in life.

I feel sad for L that she never had the chance until now to have her own pet. Leaving abroad won’t allow us to have one as it is mentioned in the tenancy contract that it is not allowed to have pets at home especially cats and dogs that might disturb neighbors. We are staying in a flat and it makes it more difficult to get one. L wanted a fish as a pet and maybe that would materialize. A clownfish like Nemo or a flower hornfish will be great. L was eyeing on this flower horn fish displayed at the petshop down from our previous accommodation.

My Yellow Bells

Carla is a lifestyle blogger based in Dubai who's thankful to call this ever-evolving city her second home. The pages of this blog are filled with stories about her expat life in the sandpit. It features dining and travel adventures in and around the city and beyond. It also features food recipes, parenting tips, and fashion style.

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