I was brought in surreptitiously by the lady into the old house. I understand the master prefer not to have additional companion, especially my kind, due to kuya Manuel’s (eldest brother) respiratory condition. In this part of the globe the address of kuya was given out of respect, noting his position in the family. My presence was kept in secrecy for about three days.

Despite strict instruction not to make noise and with the tight connivance of my two brothers, the harrier in me let out soft loving moans. I am trying to call my mom, I missed her so much. My present abode is strange and I don’t understand why I have to be inside a box. I am used to being coddled with praises that I am going to be a beauty when I grow up. Unfortunately, the master was present during those few whimpers I bawled out, he did not go to his office and my presence was brought into the light.

I was ceremoniously brought into Master’s presence by kuya Miguel (the second brother) and oh my, I felt very nervous as the boss is giving me a close scrutiny. Who say’s that only ice melts, I am turning liquid faster because of the Master’s stern gazed. Then I heard the steely instructions addressed to my mistress and two brothers, “’the pup’s mess should be cleansed immediately and thoroughly’, to my kuyas, ‘both of you are responsible for the proper training’ and finally ‘I don’t want that thing to be messing around my items’ ”. Imagine I was called a thing. Did he overlook my soft skin, doleful yet attractive eyes and petite built? My future surely looks bleak and rigid, judging from what I heard. Heartbroken though, my brothers gave me some taps of encouragement as I was brought back to my box. What a strange pack am I in?

Oops, gotta get ready for my important chore, see you later…