aww...it kills me...

aww…I don’t know but when dogs look at me it’s either I freak out because they might bite me or I pity them because of how they stare at me like they’re so hungry…They just got this charm when I’m eating and their tongue is hanging out from their mouth and their eyes are so cute. When they do that, it makes me want to give them food and hug them. I’m starting to have a thing for animals now…except for reptiles, birds and rats (ewww…)

I don’t know, is this the effect of the dog bite? It was March 2009 when my own “favorite” dog bit me. I gave him a name and took care of him, then he just bit me? bad dog! His name is Shiboo…I got his name from a Japanese word and it means “fat”. You see how much I loved (past tense) him that his name was uniquely chosen. I actually have two dogs right now: Shiboo and Goku. I like Goku than Shiboo and I assume you know why. Both of them are energetic and cute. They always defecate, oops! sorry for the word. Shiboo is older and more scary, he acts as if we don’t feed him(we feed him regularly) and he loves to bite or chew things even if they’re not edible that’s why he break stuffs.

Shiboo is like a beast now. He does his “grrrr…” thingy with his teeth pushed firmly together and he totally freak me out all the time. I don’t want to get near him. Goku is young, sweet and charming but also love to chew things.

When Shiboo bit me…March 3rd or 4th of 2009(not sure which)

I got home from school and my day was a normal and beautiful day. I saw Shiboo and he looks sad. I thought that I should cheer him up. I gave him a pat on the head and I talked to him. I told him to be good boy and exactly right after  I said, “be a good boy” he did his “grr…” thingy for a reason that I don’t know why. Hey, I’m being nice and then he tried to bite me and…nice try! he was sadly successful…I got a wound on my hand and I became hysterical. I was thinking, “Why me..???WHy…?”.I ran to my momma (at the neighborhood with her friend) and I was crying. What I did was wrong, instead of running to my mother I should’ve ran to the faucet and wash my wound…yup…! that’s the right thing to do…Anyway, my mother got mad and said that this shouldn’t have happened if I listened to them-tha I should not get near Shiboo..I was expecting something like, “aw… my poor daughter…how do you feel…?”. Everything was the exact opposite. My mother told me to call my father at the office so that he could send me to the hospital and have my injection for anti-rabies vaccine. My father was mad as well, what he said was same with what my mother said. I texted my sister ‘coz she’s studying Nursing and and she’s smart and she’ll be graduating this April so she knows a lot, I thought she might help and she did. I was sent to the hospital and I had my injection. My arms hurt after the injection, my muscles were sore. I had to wait and I didn’t know why. When I was waiting on the emergency room, what I did is chat with some nurses so that I won’t get bored and then I saw patients who met an accident and a baby who is confined and I’ll never forget an old man lying on his bed and he looks really weak(I pity him). When we got home, my sister named a spoon, fork, and drinking glass that only I can use for the reason that my saliva might be contaminated with rabies and she did this weird thing that she showered me with water. She said if I’m scared of water, I’m rabies positive.

Now, I’m alive and my injection sessions are over. I’m rabies free…!

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