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A Little Bit About Jughead

Breed: Unknown

Gender: Male

Favorite Toy: Anything

Favorite Treat: raw chicken neck

Best Trick: handshake =))

Favorite Pastime: eating eating eating

Special Skill: can stand w/ his 2ft for hours

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i had been chased by mad dogs more than i can count. i was never unkind to any of them but i used to fear them with all my heart. i guess its that fear that made those dogs want to bite me.
though a few times i came close to being bitten, i was always lucky to come up with just a scratch or two.

then one day, on my way home from work, i passed by a flea market and noticed a seller with a moving box in the corner end. i moved closer and saw 6 puppies! each of them so small they looked more like large rats. on the box says 50% off like they're toys on sale. i heard a couple who were checking out the puppies asked the seller how old these pups were and the seller only shrugged but added she's sure if they don't get sold there by that day they'll end up in a dogmeat market. i didn't have money at that time and getting a pet was not of my interest so i went home anyway. when i got home i remember those brown pleading eyes and i felt so guilty. so i grabbed my wallet and went back there. i could've saved all of them but our apartment is very small, and one that does not allow a dog. i had no experience with raising dogs, nor the patience in training them. i got jughead anyway. i took him home and fed him. boy, was he hungry... he couldn't stop eating. he ate 2 slices of back ribs! and then he got sick. that was the most scary time in my life - i thought he was going to die in just a day in my care so we rushed him to the clinic where a vet informed me he is less than 2 months old! (imagine that... the end up in dogmeat market might be a crap but how can anyone take a baby that young from its mother?) 2 months with us and still we haven't heard him bark. he just whimpers and growls and does that sound like he was trying to talk in human language. we felt it was abnormal for him to not bark but the vet said he probably will start barking when he gets older else we have to let him stay with other dogs so he can learn to bark. (anyway, that was the reason we did not get caught by our landlord :D ) Jughead got so used with his new home he thought the bed or anything he sees was his. id be the first to admit he is one undisciplined dog (very much like marley in "marley and me") the thing was i could not have disciplined him even if i wanted to, he looks me with that look of his and id give in. that happened to anybody who'd met him. he was simply irresistible!

then we got Jagger, a 2month japspitz, who barks at anything all the time. we clapped when Jagger barks and Jughead would watch us with "wtf is wrong with you people" look. =)) its so funny thinking about how he would try to bark and it would sound like a cry of a tortured cat. of course we didn't laugh at his face but we surely laughed inside. took him a while to finally get it right, thanks to our neighbor's mean doggie. you see, jughead might be undisciplined but he was very protective of those he love. i guess he thought he was our dad or something. one day jagger was able to wiggle out of our gate and was mildly attacked by our neighbor's dog, he ran back and scratch on a gate and Jughead went outside, growling and had a doggie talk with Jagger (we thought he was lecturing him for not leaving him like that). but then the moment i opened the gate, he rushed past me and raced down to where our neighbor's dog was. he made that awful, strange sound that any dog would be embarrassed to consider a bark. he did not stop and then the dog barked at him and ignore him while baring the teeth looking at Jagger. Jagger barked back and edged towards Jughead and then to my shock Jughead , for the very first time barked. An ear piercing, really loud and scary. i ran and just hugged him - hugged him right there and then in a dirty crowded street. it felt so gooooood! we finally got what we wished for and almost got us thrown out in the streets days after. but would not have mattered, we rather move out than give both of them up. they made our tiring days satisfying, our place messier but happier, made me poorer but fulfilled.

they grow up bigger, especially Jughead that we had to ship them back to our hometown where they will be taken care of and have proper home place to stay with more room to run around with. we visited them every chance we got (now i moved back here where I spend much time with Jagger, River- the stray black cat i adopted & Saxgun- a black/bwon minpin given to me by a friend).

i still miss Jughead very much. he changed my views on animals. often times i feel guilt on his death. i could've saved him had i noticed he was dying - i could've traveled 3 hours to get him checked with a better vet. i could've had you cremated if only they offer it for dogs here :( my mother told me, Jughead died holding her hands in a clinic table. she was on her way to the hospital to get his tests result when the vet called her back to the clinic. Jughead waited until she was near him and placed his hand in hers and just laid there for few minutes looking at her with love before finally closing his eyes. i missed this because i was on the delayed plane! had i known that was his last days with me, i should have played with him more a week before. i didnt even have the chance to see him before he was put in a casket. they already buried him when i got home - 6 hours too late :( so many could have beens. knowing Jughead- i am sure he had forgiven me for the times i was not there for him. neither hatred nor grudge was in his character, he was full or love and appreciation and loyalty and trust. the cause of his death was not verified. we did not get the test result after that. nobody had the nerve to go and get it. maybe i will later on, maybe. the vet said it could've have been a worse case of anemia since his gums were really pale when he died. he also said Jughead must have been very weak for a while. i was with him a from christmas til the 9th of january. nobody -not even a vet could tell he was weak for he was full of energy, he was always jumping, running, eating and standing on both feet- like his normal self. somehow, he knew he was dying and did not want to burden us while we had our family reunion. it must have taken all his effort not to pass out while we were together and these sacrifices made it more difficult for me to accept his death.

no more Jughead wagging his tail jumping on me when i get home while checkin on my bag for some treats. i miss him scratching on the window glass as if he can make it disappear. his licking of the air everytime i breath on his face. of all the years they have been together, Jagger & Jughead only destroyed a pair of cheap sneakers my sister got from a 99 store and a pair of old slippers (which they both took turns chewing until only upper half of each was left).

getting Jughead was the best move i had ever made. he changed my life. his death was something i would never get over with. the only consolation thing is- knowing he's in doggy heaven eating anything he can eat, and that he knows at least a dozen down here loves him very much.

To my beloved kid, my eldest son, one day we will see each other in the other end and i will let you chew on anything without telling you NO. that is my first promise. My second is making sure that your beloved brother will enjoy his time here. Third is to never allow your nemesis River into your doghouse. and last, nobody will ever take your place in our hearts - you won't be forgotten either my future kids will know of you and love you.

P.S grape arrived a month after your death. she's a fat baby now and looks like she will love dogs. my sister was wondering if you died because you do not want to wake her baby with your scary barks. we're telling her stories about you too. of course i exaggerate when i told her you are as big as your doghouse - but then again, you are bigger than the world for us.

P.S.S please send my regards to the other dogs you meet there who had unfortunate time here on earth. and that i am very sorry for the abuses my fellowmen did to them. when it is time for me to go, they can go with us too. for now though ill do my best to help anyway i can. i'm saving some for that shelter baby! mwahh


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All of my kids are neutered, vaccinated, and undocked. Jagger is the nicest of the bunch, Saxgun turned out to be like a mini Jughead - a glutton, loud and annoyingly lovable, River is a spoiled black cat who takes over my bed and let me sleep on the floor. I would hope pet owners would spay/neuter their pets. Also hoping for unity against animal cruelty. It might be impossible to wish that may everybody loves all animals, at least those who couldn't or wouldn't want to be able to respect animals right to live in peace. 

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