(NOTE: I didn’t bring my cam, so all photos are cam phone pics)
Sigh. A love that dares not speak its name. Love, thy name is puppy. Once you pup, you can’t stop.
No, I do NOT have a new dog. Sigh. We decided to have lunch in Tagaytay today, but we got there a little early, so we decided to pass the time in my sister’s resthouse. Apparently, one keeshond and one beagle both gave birth recently, so the whole place was swarming with cuddly, fluffy, shmooshy puppies! It was cuteness overload. There were 4 beagle puppies and 7 keeshond puppies. Imagine all those squooshable, shmoogable babies running and stumbling all over the place! I was in heaven. But there was ONE puppy that really tugged at my heartstrings:
Obviously I have a soft spot for beagles, since I already have 2 myself, but this lemon beagle was just begging to be hugged and cuddled! For non-beaglers, the 2 types of beagle colors are the popular tricolor (which is white, tan, and black) and the rarer and usually less desired lemon (white and tan). I was never a fan of lemon beagles until I saw this keeper. She was so malambing when I picked her up, snorting affectionately in my ear whenever I’d hug her tight. I swear, I heart that 3-month bundle of joy so much that I felt like I was cheating on Cairo and Nairobi!
The heartbreaking part is, I just CANNOT get another puppy even if my heart screamed out for it. First, I already have 4 dogs and 3 cats, and no need to state the obvious that even that is already too much to handle. Second, my budget cannot and will not allow for another mouth to feed. Third, I swore never to get another big dog, although beagles are considered more of medium-sized. But definitely, even at 3 months, she was already bigger and heavier that either Cairo or Nairobi. So in other words, she will have to be one baby I cannot call my own. I swear, when reality bit, and the fact that she can’t be mine sank in, it was a deafening thud in my heart. I really REALLY wanted to bring her home and be the latest addition to my family. I swear, if I win in the lotto, I’ll buy a plot of land where I’ll put all my animals, and they can run around as much as they want and play all day. It’ll also serve as my rescue center for unwanted dogs and cats. I’ll feed them and care for them and give them the love that no one else will. But back to that lemon beagle puppy (I dare not give her a name because that would be courting disaster; better leave her anonymous), I just hope whoever she ends up with will shower her with as much love as I planned to give her. Sigh.