February 22nd 2005 9:37 pm
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this day, a year ago, my biological mom is on her last stages of pregnancy and i'm about to come out her tummy.
fast forward to february 29, 2004------ pffffffffft..... there i go, out on earth, with my eyes still closed not knowing what is going on around me. what i just knew then was that, i was struggling to find my mother's warm body and just to be by her side.
fast forward to three weeks after.... march 19, 2004.... this lady picked me up and brought me to a place where i call HOME now.
a year after, i am now 11 months and 25 days old..... ooooops, when do i celebrate my birthday? there is no 29th in this year's calendar (oh my God!)... well, from what i heard from my all too excited parents, we are going to celebrate my birthday next Tuesday, March 1. yipee! i've survived a year in my life.
Thank you Lord, for a year of living, for my biological parents who bore me, for my adoptive parents who gave me HOME and everything that comes with it, and most especially for the unconditional LOVE that i got and is continuously getting from them.
next week, i'll tell you guys how my birthday was spent (I heard they're going to give me a good nice hearty dinner and lots of treats!!!)
September 14th 2004 8:04 pm
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hello everyone! my name is Jack. my adoptive parents, Niel and Lala, named me after the famous Jack Bauer of the 24 series (i don't know why?!?). they are still childless after 2 years of marriage (yipee! i get all the attention i need and deserve) but i have other siblings in the family - some parakeets with her companions, Kris, G1, G2, and Lawiswis, and a sailfin lizard who, unfortunately passed away sometime in July (sniff, sniff, sniff).
i know i am adopted (so what?!?), of unknown breed (so what again?!?), but one thing i am very sure of, i am LOVED by my adoptive parents. though we don't get to be together the whole day through each day, every time they get home from work, i get all the attention, love, and care enough to last me another day without them... and the cycle continues.
my day starts at around 4 am when the first alarm starts - but of course, my mom would still stay in bed for another 30 minutes so i won't bother going to the second floor where they sleep and i too, would still snuggle on my own mat on the first floor (the entire first floor is mine, mind you) with all my toys scattered all over (i hate it when my mom picks and keeps them).
at around 4:30, i would start going up the stairs and make my mom feel that , hey, it's time for you to wake up. since i am a patient dog (huh?!?, yeah! really, i am!) i would just stay at the foot of the door and wait till she opens it for me. once i hear her standing and walking towards the door, i would pretend lying there still with my meek eyes pretending to be half awake (she never suspects it). once the door opens, i know that my day is already up and about. i would go up the bed and lick my dad's face just so he would know of my daily existence and immediately would follow my mom downstairs since i know what's gonna happen next (yummy breakfast, on the go!)
my mom would then get my plate (i always manage to keep it from her sight the moment they go to sleep - he he he) from my hiding place and start cleaning it up (well, it got dirty when i kept it) and starts filling it up with my favorite Tuffy's Gold for Puppies. afterwhich, she'd proceed to take a bath.
my mom would always wake up ahead of my dad since her work is farther so she has to be early (or else) by an hour than my dad. once my mom starts preparing for work, i would grab my toys and play with them while waiting for my mom to go down and leave for work.
my dad wakes up as soon as my mom starts leaving for work. i would then position myself at the foot of the stairs waiting for them to go down. the moment my mom sets her foot on the floor, i would try to lick and hug her as if it were the last day of the world for me (don't leave, pleaaaase?!?) but of course, it is just one of my drama thingies for her.... and i am left with my dad as she leaves the house.
my dad would then play with me for a little while just so that i would forget about my mom (thanks dad for the comfort!) and off he'd go to work too. i don't do my drama thingy with my dad because he knows me too well and i'm more of a disciplined young man to my dad than with my mom (sounds familiar?!?)
that's how my day starts...... next time, i'd tell you how my day goes.....
bye for now! arf arf arf!!!
...jack...
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