Of pets and life

I have grown up in a very large household with a very large extended family of pets. My earliest memory would always have pets on it. We've had cats and goats and chickens and dogs, always dogs. We're never without dogs. Our pets are always treated as younger siblings. They'd always be addressed as "Uli na Krooky, gitawag naka ni Mommy" with matching "Uli na, suko na raba to si Mommy!" Hahaha, yeah, we're like that. There was a point when we had a Kaber, which was treated like a donkey a dog and a toy truck on leash. That chick was so huge, we can hug it without difficulties. One rainy day, as all chickens do, it sat on the top off our little back house, still with it's leash. It fell down a drum filled with water (it was empty but the rain filled it up) and it drowned, we weren't able to save it. My mom, cooked the chicken for us but me and my brother didn't ate a bite. We didn't ate chicken for 2 weeks until we are 100% sure that it wasn't Kaber that we're eating.