I have a new baby... And well, she's a doggie. Yes, she's the one on the pic... A beagle (Snoopy's cousin). I named her Whoopie (It was supposed to be Skippy but my friend Tony protested that Skippy is a kangaroo and not a dog). Anyway, I'm writing about this because I'm really excited about my new baby... and I've learned a lot from this cute thing!
First, Whoopie taught me how to wake up early consistently. I work only every other day and during my days off, I am a total sluggard. I tend to be a slow poke and I end up not finishing what I plan to do. But during Whoopie's first days with me, she used to wake me up at exactly 4:45AM everyday so I'd take her out to pee or do other things. I know that's such a drag but I learned about the concept of total responsibility. I wanted the dog so I have to put up with everything that goes with her. (She's a gift I got from my new friend at work). And now that she's been with me for a month and a half, she wakes up a little later than that time but I get to do lots more now that I'm used to waking up early.
Second, Whoopie ripped off my mom's fear of dogs. My mom never liked the idea of having her in the house. We haven't had pets for a long time... and when we used to have dogs, my uncles were the ones who took them in their houses. But when Whoopie arrived, it was such a sweet thing to see my mom tending her like her youngest child. She's now a part of the everyday budget and meal plans. She even has her own room now (which happens to be the bathroom). It's obvious to everyone that she's the new member of the family... not only coz everyone seems to start baby-talking to her when they see her (which I find lame but tolerable). Even if I was the one who brought Whoopie in the house, my mom has taken the responsibility of bathing her; my brother, of feeding her; and my dad, of taking her out for walks. The only thing left for me to do is to buy all the "doggie stuff" she needs and play with her during my spare time.
Whoopie's sweetness is appreciated by everyone...even all the neighbors. I'm proud of her for that. My friend tells me that beagles are attention-seekers. Well, that's one of Whoopie's most obvious traits. She jumps around more when we get busy with other things and forget about her. She clings to our jeans when she sees us ready to go out. But what I appreciate is that she never sleeps until all four of us have come home. She waits at the porch or in the living room until one by one we have arrived. I always get to be the last to arrive. One time, I thought she was already asleep in the bathroom (her "bedroom") so I just went straight to my room, but when she heard my voice, she got up and knocked on my door. (I'm super going to miss her when I leave for Australia in August, waaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!)
Yep, that's my baby... :D
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