Just like other couple, we had a long arguing-seasons of having ‘additional’ member of our little family. My husband is a dog-person-who-hates-cat while I adore them, both. Sometimes, I teased him by allowing neighbour / street cats took nap at our veranda. We visited dog adoption day once and followed some updated info of dog for adoption. Nothing changed untill our first year marriage. We still lived by just two of us.
So one night, the rainy season had just started, I walked down the streets headed to our house finding a female dog running around from one side to other side of the street. So, I tried to call her to stay at the side of the street. It used to not many cars or bikes passing by but their speed could kill this little creature. Then, I found her puppies cuddling under the tree covered with dirt and rain. They might be died tonight if I didn’t do anything. That’s my one and only thought. So I called my husband asking for approval of rescue-mission. Fortunately, he’s not far away approaching our location. We had our first deal to save the puppies.
It was the first terrible night having two little ‘girls’ at home. They wake us at 2am cause they need to do their own business outside their bed-box (means pee and poop). First day had its own story as well. They accompanied my husband to pet shop then back to home at night with terrible nauseas, puke, and dizzy. I was worried at that time but remembering those moment again makes me smile successfully.
It is our second week already. They are getting bigger surely but sometimes I feel they still miss their own mom