Jenny’s Nook

Solomon was the first dog I ever took in that’s already fully grown. We estimate him to be 1 year old when he came to my life. My friend Myrl called him Adobo, because he was one of the dogs rescued from a truck full of dogs bound for Baguio to be cooked as pulutan. When I first met him he was staying with my friend Patty, who’s very much a cat person. She is very soft-hearted and told me she took in Solomon because if she didn’t he’d be put to sleep. I decided to take him because Patty is at a loss with dogs as I am with cats.

Before Solomon, all dogs I have had I have raised since 2-3 months old. With him it took me a while to woo him and gain his trust. He is an askal but his coat is very soft and white, and his eyes are so gentle. I noticed though that his paws were deformed from living all his life in a cage. That was more or less 10 years ago.

He was now very much a lolo and walked like one. His hind legs were already stiff, but he’s never changed his gentle nature, and whenever I call him he’d put his head on my lap for me to pet. I’m thankful that when his time came he didn’t suffer. Even though I will miss him, I am thankful I was able to give him a happy life. I hope he’s now in dog heaven with Sam and my other dogs who already passed away. Solomon, thank you for bringing joy in my life and being part of my family.