Bugsy is glad it's the weekend

Bugsy wishes everyone a stupendous weekend! Only, from him it comes out as "RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF RUFF!"

Beware of Dog

I've been practicing my growl lately and I really think I've been making a lot of progress with it. My voice is getting bigger and scarier! The garden rats now run for their lives when they hear me bark and growl. But it might be more because I saw them stealing my food so I caught one of them ate it. It didn't taste good at all but at least all the rest of them are now scared at the sight of me.

The next thing I'm working on is driving away those fat cats that like hanging around MY house. Although they're bigger than me, they don't scare me at all (if mum tells you otherwise, do not believe her). They were prowling near the area and meowing like mad last Saturday while mum was cooking. I didn't want them causing any trouble for her so I appointed myself to be her bodyguard and settled myself by her feet, in case the cats decide to come near and attack her.

Me being a fine guard dog

I did a good job of it too. Mum kept calling me her "cute little helper" but it really was me being an excellent guard dog. Yup, I kept all the pesky cats at bay! Not one of them dared to come near us because I am tough and ferocious! I know how to growl really loudly now, I even scare myself sometimes. I'm gonna have to talk to mum about getting one of these-

This sign would be perfect to hang on our gate!

-Bugsy, the guard dog

My mum thinks I'm silly, but really, I just wanted to play

I was playing with my humans last Saturday when they brought out a lot of those biscuits they give me when they want me to do something. Now that they think I'm good enough at fetch, they want more tricks. This time, they used the word "stay" a lot, and I know I should keep still and stay where they leave me. That was too easy! I did it the first time, watch me-



That's my human mum talking in the video. See how I'm so awesome and did it the first time? The second time, I didn't do it NOT because I didn't know how to do it. Um, I just didn't.. like the biscuits so much. Yea, that's it! I'd rather run around and play instead of getting treats. I don't like treats at all! Yea, that's right.

-Bugsy

Bugsy's First Christmas (A Tale by His Human)

Tradition dictates that we spend Christmas day in my grandparents house all the way over in Quezon City (we live in Paranaque) with all the rest of the clan. It's usually a whole day thing starting with lunch going all the way through midnight (opening presents is somewhere in between!).

With Bugsy being less than half a year old, it was unadvisable to leave him home alone for the entire day (and I didn't want him to celebrate Christmas by his lonesome) so he tagged along and he absolutely loved it!

On the way to his first ever Christmas party

On the hour-long ride to Quezon City, he relaxed sleepily in the backseat. But as soon as we got to my lola's house, he wriggled out of his leash and zigzagged his way around people's legs, greeting everyone with happy licks (if they'd let him) and some serious tail wagging (and some accidental excited peeing as well).

Most were happy to shower him with attention (specially the kids) and the little puppy basked in the glory of being adored by humans and played with everybody (and everything) until way past his bedtime. From Bugsy and his humans, Merry Christmas y'all! We all hope you had a great one!

Love,
Bugsy's Mum

Puppies in the Park

Last Saturday, we took Bugsy and Bailey, a beautiful lemon beagle, out to Ayala Triangle Gardens for a walk. Bugsy, the little boy pup couldn't contain his excitement at being out and about. His tail wouldn't stop wagging and he kept begging for attention. Bailey on the other hand, was used to taking walks and was better behaved, if not a little haughty, showing the exciteable puppy how it's done.

Summady developed a crush on summady and kept following her around

Bailey, Tita Annie's lemon beagle

Bugsy and his human, playing fetch in front of Banapple

Bim taking Bailey around for a romp

Bugsy had the time of his life!

Lovely Lashes

Shih tzu eyelashes are gorgeous, they're usually long, curled upward, and really adorable. Bugsy's is no different, his lashes are something I'm *almost* jealous of, theyre really long and unfortunately for him, very girly.

This picture of Bugsy and his pretty lashes is a lucky shot. It's not easy to take a picture of his face up close, as the always-curious-pup tries to jump and kiss the camera when he sees it near his face.

Woulda Been Cool To Have Met Her

Hello everyone!

For as long as I can remember, I've been told stories about my older sister. Her name is Brandy and they say we're a lot like each other. We're both cute, we like running as fast as we can, playing with toys, going out, and getting treats. Too bad she already went to doggie heaven a few months before I met her. We could have played all day and then I wouldn't be sad when my human goes to work She wrote about my sister on her blog, I'll put it here so you guys will know her story-

Without Words

Dear Brandy,

It's been more than two months since you've gone on and I can't say I've moved on already. We have a new dog in the house and his name is Bugsy, he's quite the rascal but I bet you'd have liked his company. You'd have enjoyed having someone to play with that's just as hyperactive as you were. It would have been a riot.

I miss you, puppy dearest. Today I was just thinking of your last days on earth. That night, when I arrived at the clinic where you were confined, you mustered up enough energy to stand up when you saw me, wagging your little tail weakly, surprising the vet because you had not stood up willingly for them during the day.

You liked fishies!

The people at the clinic said you stayed curled up in the corner of the cage, not paying them any mind even when they were trying to comfort you, completely ignoring the food that you used to gobble up in minutes not two days before. You were weak, the dextrose was your only lifeline. But you stood up and wagged your tail for me, silently telling me that you didn't want to be there.

I scooped you in my arms, carefully working around the needle on your small leg. We stayed in that position for a long while and I was stroking your head, your back, your little paws, whispering that you'll be better.

And then I needed to leave because they were closing, to my surprise, you pushed your weak body as hard as you could to that nook of my arm you loved burying your nose into whenever you were on my lap. Without words, you told me not to leave you in that dark cold room for the night, alone and in pain. But I did. I went home and thought leaving you there would be for the best. There were people who could monitor how you were doing in the middle of the night and call for the vet in case anything drastic happened. 

You had such a cheeful face :)

You had your first seizure right before I left, in the cage. I panicked and frantically asked the vet what should be done. He calmly said that seizures would really happen because of the malfunction in your kidney. I was ignorant and didn't press on for further action because you seem to have calmed down after a while and the vet seemed sure that it was a normal reaction and we should just let it pass.

I left you there in the hopes that you would get better and that they can take care of you better than I could. I tossed and turned that night, worrying about what might happen during the dark of the night. Warning bells were clanging in my head, telling me that there was something amiss.

Always curious

The next morning, I called the clinic right when they opened so I can ask about how you were. I was horrified when they told me you've been having seizures since before dawn, the intervals getting shorter with each one and the vet got in just five minutes before my call. You didn't recognize me anymore though I called out your name and looked into your glazed eyes. I had no choice but to agree to put you down because you were in much pain.

There are so many "should haves" that night. I should have rushed you to a better pet hospital with better equipment and compassionate veterinarians who might have taken a more aggressive approach to your situation the night before. Rather than you having to endure your pain in a dark room by yourself, your designated watchers just letting you have seizure after seizure without notifying anybody, it might even have been better if I just took you home and kept watch over you and hugged you tight when the pain was unbearable. I know I should have. I feel guilty and helpless every time I remember.

Missed forever

Brandy, I'm still heartbroken that you're gone forever. I miss your happy face, inquisitive eyes and perennially wagging tail. All your life, you brought me nothing but joy; I'm sorry that because of me, you had to go painfully. You couldn't say what was hurting you then, you couldn't say what you wanted. But without words, you tried to. And in many words, although it won't bring you back, here I am telling you that I'm sorry.

Love,

Your human

It would have been really cool to have met her.

-Bugsy