all about june

There are only four notable events that were worth writing about what happened after the day when school started.

By the end of the two weeks when we should have gone back to the vet, cuchi's stitches were already down to one. Since there was no notable swelling or infection surrounding the wound, I took the liberty of removing the last one myself. The sad thing is that we have never been to the garden after the accident until now (just outside). Weeds and grass seem to be happy about the change that they flourished with gusto, some even towering the fast maturing pigeon peas

Lil bro arrived from the middle east not a week past bringing home a suitcase of laundry shielding 4-16oz mugs, 300g of instant coffee and about a kilo of nougat filled chocolates. Restless, he's been busy changing the landscape of our electronic world. As of yesterday, we watched movies in full 32-in screen and in dolby stereo. He plans of giving mom the same experience...but this time with playing her current favorite: plants and zombies.

Never take a bone from a dog's mouth, especially if that dog is tara. I should have taken a cue about what she is capable of when she effortlessly took a big bone from Cuchi who is five times heavier. What happened was mum fed Tara with chicken bone. In my alarm of finding the little thing choke, i went looking for her and try to forcibly extract whatever was left of the bone, only to end up getting my thumb bitten. So off to the clinic I went to have my first of the three-in-the-series rabies shots.

(photo lifted from the net...i forgot from manila bulletin or philippine star)

Fifa team no. 159 is making waves in the qualifiers. Since my Wednesday class was conveniently transfered to another time, I came home early enough for the Azkals vs Sri Lanka pre-game discussion which I dismissed in favor of running with Cuchi. Game proper proved to be super-charged. Refs gave out too many yellow cards early in the game. Nevertheless, that lone away-game goal kept the hope alive of seeing the boys play in the big league.

afternoon at the vet

It has been raining every afternoon all week but not today. We almost did not keep the appointment with the vet. At 2pm, the heat of the sun warmed the air that wafted through the kitchen door. It was a struggle resisting a nap so I took a really quick one.

The trip took 30 minutes and we were directly hit by the sun rays from the west. Pooh was hyperventilating from the heat as well as from trying to evade my grasp. Tara was stressed as well, apparently from the bumps on the road, she did her big thing by the clinic's entrance right after disembarkation. Quickly, a sample was taken for fecalysis. That has significantly reduced our waiting time and/or the possibility of her staying a night for the doctor to get a sample.

As expected, microscopy result showed a variety of parasite infestation including roundworms and hookworms. Deworming wasn't a big issue as Tara had no problems ingesting the orangey suspension. In fact, she wanted more. Unlike Pooh who had to stay at the examining table longer, Tara's shot did not even take longer than ten seconds to complete. The vet suggested I get lost while Pooh gets his shot. Minutes later, I took a quick peek at the glass panel on the door and witnessed the dog walking around the elevated table throwing menacing biting attempts at the good doctor. To get the job done, she enlisted the assistance of her vet husband to hold Pooh so she can make the shot. Success!

cuchi and tara turn one

it's not every day that a dog (or dogs) turns one year-old. hence, a party is in order to mark the day. for a carbo-packed afternoon snack, yaya pa prepared a modified penne in basil cream and yaya ne bought half a roll of marble cake from a local bakery.

Party hats and all. This is one of those days when I wish I have a better cam.

While the human enjoy their afternoon snack, belatedly realization sank in. No fancy food was prepared for the celebrants and their canine and feline friends :(