1. There’s a running joke in the house that if I pay P5 for each expletive I let out because of the pup I’ll break the bank. In my defense, I am turning to expletives because the alternative is to yank the leash and let my anger out on the pup.
2. I was told 5 (yes I counted) times that I can’t have a kid by 5 different people on 5 different occasions all in one month. My sister, while shopping, jokingly said that if something happens and I have a kid she’ll have to move to Manila to take care of the kid and tell him/her that the fates got it wrong and that she was the real mother.
4. I should have chosen a simpler name for the pup. People we meet call him Le-roy, e-roy, leh-roy and etc when it should be Leroy (Lee-roy).
5. Patience is still not one of my virtues. I am forever and ever thankful that my housemates love the pup and are there to take the pup out whenever I’m in a bad mood. I am working on lengthening my short fuse.
And here’s a short vid to remind me that being patient with the puppy does pay off.
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