Golden stray

Just last week, I took the girls shopping for our party and dropped by at a dog training center located about 10 minutes drive from the house. At 2 years old, I think Noah is ready to be trained for tricks. So, we went to visit this dog training place to see how it looks like and more importantly, to find how much it will cost me.

We had a lengthy Q&A session with the master trainer, Carlos who happens to be some famous dog trainer I suspected to be South American. He gave me all the detail I needed to know about their center. Our conversation drifted to the part of his customers abandoning their dogs at his center for God knows what reasons. He then introduced us to Ashley, a 5-year old Golden Retriever who was abandoned there and has completed his training. She's a pretty dog and very friendly, smart too. Carlos showed us some tricks with Ashley and we were impressed. Carlos thought that I should adopt Ashley... They girls quickly agreed but of course, I had to discuss this with Bo. After all, adopting Ashley means we have to increase our pet expenses and it's not cheap as it is now already.

We went home and discussed with Bo. With heavy hearts, I had to reject the decision of adopting Ashley... The girls were obviously disappointed. It's sad but it's a big responsibility and I don't think they are ready for another dog in the house with Noah requiring their attention almost all the time.

Strangely enough, last Tuesday while my guests were almost gone and we were saying goodbyes at the gate, a brown/golden color dog of unknown breed came to the house. Bo tried chasing him away but he refused. He insisted on coming into our house compound. When we closed the gate, he sat just outside as if saying "Let me in, please....". He looked so sad and hungry that we let him in and fed him with Noah's dry food. Boy, that dog was so hungry that one bowl wasn't enough for him.

The very next day, Bo and me printed out a poster of a 'DOG FOUND' and sent it to the guard house. It's been 2 days and nobody has claimed him yet. Poor doggie, we didn't know what to call him so we named him Angel...



We just came back from our dinner and we found that Angel is missing... He might have escaped through the front gate and hopefully has found his way home to his owner. I have a feeling though that he may return if he got lost again... at least here, he is being fed well.