PIPOY THE DYNAMO

By Ninong

He was yet to turn two months old when Pipoy arrived in our home on the night of July 22, 2012. A puglet so small, looking frail and fragile. We built him a special cage that was actually a bookshelf.
Inside his cage
We easily discovered that Pipoy is a cry baby and doesn’t want to be left alone. So on the first night, Ate Liezl was forced to sleep beside Pipoy in the living room. And it will probably be like that for a week or two.
Looking frail... but don't be deceived
On his first night, we gave him milk. And on his first morning, we gave him milk plus a scoop of dog food. It seemed that Pipoy couldn’t finish his food so we lessened the dosage to half a scoop and increased the frequency from twice to thrice a day of feeding.

On that first morning, I got Pipoy out of the cage and let him loose in the terrace. That’s the time I discovered that Pipoy is a bundle of energy. There is a turbo engine packed inside his little body.
Gnawing the hem of my pants
His first foray was the hem of my pants. He kept on gnawing on my pants with a matching wag of his head. I had no choice but to raise both my feet.

Pipoy’s next prey was the potted plants. He was picking on the leaves like it was food. Then he espied the mat near the terrace gate. And then he saw my feet on the floor again.
Playing with a slipper
A genuine dynamo, the cage couldn’t restrain Pipoy. On his second night, he was making paper airplanes from the newspaper matting of his cage. And then he would bite on the wires of his cage.

And if he thinks there was nothing else to do inside his cage then that’s the time to whine. Vocal reprimands wouldn’t deter this little creature from his racket. What noise he could make with his little vocal cords.
Picking on the leaves
But when he gets tired, his tongue would stick out and he would be gasping for breath. So back to the cage, in the comfort of the electric fan.
Gasping for oxygen
For his Kuya Tisoy, evident is the jealousy. On Pipoy’s first morning, Tisoy went inside the maid’s room and wouldn’t come out until I beckoned him to. So that’s an extra attention required from us.
Tisoy watching over Pipoy from afar
On the good side, Tisoy doesn’t mind Pipoy anymore unlike when Pipoy arrived. We had to put Tisoy on a leash. Perhaps before the week is over Tisoy would be playing with Pipoy.

As for Twinkle, our rock pigeon, she doesn’t mind at all. But Twinkle did some staring on the first morning as if saying, “Who is this critter? Is he the son of Shrek?”
The proud Ninong
Perhaps Pipoy would change for the better as he grows up. It would be difficult for us to handle a dynamo like him. So he’d better behave and act with prudence.