Trilogy Re-Boot

Since last year, I've wanted to make this story, a series to be exact but I didn't really know how to start. Lots of things happened that impeded the development (thesis, father's death, etc.) but now I'm warming up to start everything from scratch.

I plan to re-read novels like Gregory Maguire's Wicked series, Tolkien's LOTR Trilogy and maybe throw a little ASOIAF in there. It's kind of like a fantasy-epic kind of thing. I got the idea from Gregory Maguire's Wicked. I've always been a big fan of his work and his style of writing and how he portrays the characters accompanied by how he shows (not tells) the readers about the world of Oz.

So here's the breakdown of the series, I've divided it into three parts to make it into a trilogy:


  1. The Harlequin Wench
  2. The Queen of Teal
  3. No title yet, but it's the culmination of the story (duh)

Runner up and two more..

Max's second try in the show ring was better than I expected. Last Saturday was kind of amazing really. He was in the same group as the revered Kingfriend Mr. Wow, one of the best French Bulldog show dogs today and actually went as runner-up to him. I didn't really expect it but it was the highlight of my day. Ring 2 was also decent as he went on to compete for winners dog though he didn't win. I like what I'm seeing and maybe if I let him mature more (like let him have a vacation away from the show ring and mature physically), he'd have a better chance of getting points since most winners are matured.

As good as his outing last Saturday, I saw two problems. First was that he loses his 'swag' whenever he steps in the show ring. We need to expose him more to people and dogs alike outside our place. This is the only remedy that I can see for this. If he becomes comfortable and confident with himself in public, he'll be way better in the show ring strutting his stuff. The second is the inconsistency of my trainer/handler. Yeah, I know, he has bigger priorities, but c'mon, I pay him. If this goes on I'd have to go look for a new trainer and one of the bigs actually told me to get a new one since he has known my trainer for a while now.

And there's this weekend. FCI International Dog Show in the Mall of Asia for two days. Hopefully Max would improve a bit more since its free for all now that Mr. Wow has finished his championship. Hopefully Max's coat wouldn't look draggy or whatever. One can only hope.

Thumbs Down



Okay, so this is a rant post. Two weeks ago (I think), or was it a week ago, one of my helpers, Toto, told me that he saw thick liquid oozing out of Christmas's vagina (yes, I said vagina) which indicates that she could be in heat soon. With that said, and she didn't 'take' when I had her mated last January, I contacted the owner of the stud dog in Facebook. We chatted about Diablo 3 at first and he told me that the stud dog died because of heatstroke. He went on explaining how some construction workers working on their building had moved the fan that was meant for the dogs and didn't return it the way it was placed initially. So yeah, he said he couldn't do anything since his dog died. I asked him if they had other stud dogs and he said they might be getting a new one, so I told him I'll just use that one for the backstud agreement that we had.

I told this to one of the new acquaintances I have, a show breeder who knew him and others that were friends with this person. He was surprised when I told him of the story and said that he'd ask others who were friends with this guy if this was true. After a couple days the guy still didn't answer the questions. SO, this led to me and my mum to device a small plot. She would use her phone to call and 'inquire' about said dead stud dog's stud services and LO AND BEHOLD, the dog is still alive and the stud fee actually increased from 5 gran to 7.

Now my dilemma is whether to confront this guy or just plain out, rat him out so that his 'reputation' or whatever it is gets destroyed. I don't like his cocky and douchey vibe to begin with. I mean, if you're going to lie, make sure its fool-proof, cover every detail and keep your people in check ESPECIALLY when you have a snoopy customer such as myself.

So my next step is to use another friend, if the answer is still the same, I'll need to reach a decision soon. I'm not wasting 5 gran on a dog who missed his mark and is presumed DEAD.

From Angry Humor on Stage to the New York Times' Best Seller's List

Whenever I'm asked who makes me laugh or who would I pay to see (on stage, yes I'm talking about stand-up comedy), I'd always say Lewis Black because Carlos Mencia is an overrated patriotic (and usually unfunny) prick. Black's angry humor accompanied by witty banters from the American economy, to politics, to how his parents' marriage survived over the decades never seized to amaze me every single time I watch him on The Daily Show with Jon Stewart or whenever I catch him on TV. So When I found out he had a couple books published, I immediately researched about said books and ordered them.

The first one is Nothing's Sacred, Lewis Black's autobiography that accounts Lewis' disregard for authority, his education and past escapades and his perspectives on today's current issues and real life events. This short-read (yes, it's not that long) had me glued because of the mixture of wit and in-your-face humor that has been a trademark of Lewis Black through the years. That's why I can't wait to finish this so that I could start his other book, Me of Little Faith.


New Addition

Last Monday I finally got my third French Bulldog, Parue. The situation is kind of complicated so let me explain. The show-breeder I got it from, Mr. Paul Chiu, wasn't supposed to 'out' her (yes, a female), but he told me if I would agree to a puppy-back(1) agreement then he'd allow me to take her home which I did. This was the first time I had a deal like this but for me it's a gamble I'm willing to take since Parue is kind of old already (6 years) but according to Paul she can still carry two more litters before she retires.

Parue Closeup

I chatted with Paul, who's a show breeder and owner of a couple of champion dogs and has produced quality puppies for a couple hours last week. I didn't really know him personally but we talked about the breed and his plans of breeding, this led to Parue. He had this plan of line-breeding to a specific dog, a dog that I myself liked. This is the simple reason why I took Parue home. So we agreed to meet; I would go to his place and check out his dogs and talk and maybe strike a deal. We did.

Parue loving her new home

I find him nice to talk to. The guy is funny and knowledgeable about the breed and is witty as well. My initial experience with this breeder was pleasant unlike some other breeders that I have talked to who's either rude or just plain douchey. It's nice to be acquainted with people like him especially if you're a newbie like me. His group are nice and accomodating and are not selfish in terms of their knowledge about things related to the French Bulldog and the small community it has here in the Philippines. Hopefully we could produce this coming litter and I hope Parue and her future pups will be healthy. I guess with Paul's help things would go according to plan.

Oh, by the way, Parue is from Russia.


Here is Parue (Fiesta Iz Palevyh)'s pedigree

Pedigree of FIESTA IZ PALEVYH


FIESTA IZ PALEVYH


DALI DE LA PARURE


CONFUCIUS DE LA PARURE


ZENITH DE LA PARURE


ZINA DE LA PARURE
LUCE DEI MIEIOCCHI DELL'AKIRIS

ORESTE DELL'AKIRIS
TIFFANY DELL'AKIRIS


DEZIRE DE LA PARURE


KLEINCALVIN DELL'AKIRIS


ORESTE DELL'AKIRIS
VIOLET BLANCHE DELL'AKIRIS
BLANCHE DE LA PARURE

LE BLANC VON DER GRIMMELSBURG


GERMAINE DE LA PARURE
World Pedigree DataBase French Bulldog - http://ingrus.net/frbull/en

*(1) Puppy-Back. The breeder/owner of the dog will sell you the dog for a minimal price but when the dog gets pregnant, the breeder gets apuppy (male or female depends on his/her preference) of his choosing back.

The Debut

Max on his first try in the ring alone since there were no other entries in his class


MAY 12, 2012 was UnderJAW Baymax's debut in the show ring at the PCCI Activity Center in Marikina City. After ten training sessions, Max finally debuted in his first dog show although it wasn't what we expected. There were no other entries on the baby puppy class under the French Bulldog category, meaning he needed to compete in the group category (competing with other breeds like Shih Tzus, Chihuahuas and whatnot). This meant waiting a LONG time for us. I was with Lito, my sort-of older brother, Aldrin, a friend and the driver, and Coppi who was supposed to be taking pictures but was thinking of other things resulting to almost no pictures at all. 

We arrived before 1:30 in the afternoon. No parking space, almost no space to set up our stuff and was ambushed by the bigtime French Bulldog breeders who are now my acquaintances. Funny the sequences actually, I was replying to a text that my friend Meg sent me, when I turned around they were grouped around us and looking at Max. I was shocked and overwhelmed but was glad to finally meet them in person rather than just chatting with someone without a face. We continued playing the waiting game right after they left. Max needed to still walk the show ring even though he didn't have anyone to compete with. I guess its a must. That was around past 4:30 in the afternoon. Then another three hours to finally compete in the Groups. There were five dogs, Max, a Shih Tzu, a Chihuahua, a Toy Poodle and a Pekingese. The last three didn't really pose a threat, and this made me think 'hey! we might just actually win this thing!' because the only real competition in that ring was the Shih Tzu, who won. Well, it was okay since we didn't really go there to go be competitive. The goal was to introduce Max to the environment of the dog show and for him to be used to it and we succeeded. He was scared at first but being there with him, I assured that there is nothing to be scared of. And his handler/trainer Art did a great job in training/handling him. He's one heck of a trainer/handler but a bit on the weird side which is totally fine with me.

I'm actually real proud of him the second time he strutted when he competed for Groups, the boy almost won (I think). The next show is on the 26th where more entries would surely join. Keav, Wina, Coppi and another friend of Wina's might come, I'm not sure yet and a new friend, Carlo will debut his girl, so I won't be totally alone the next time. 

 Max stacked on the table. Art didn't stack Max nicely cuz he didn't have competition.
(PS. The show lead (leash) shouldn't be there!)

 I think he was checking out the female Frenchie that Art showed me. lol.

This is what Max did the ENTIRE afternoon.

 Max staring at the REALLY small chihuahua pup jumping.

 Max: "I'm bored!"
Alain: "YEAH, you and me both, bud."

After his first try in the show ring. Little boy got scared! 

Bite and Fall

This Bites

My mother was bitten by Steve, our miniature pinscher this afternoon when he got loose from his leash. Steve is very friendly but he has this thing for chickens or any feathered animals. The dog just goes berserk and he knows where my dad's game fowl are so he immediately rushed to the backyard where my mum chased him. In his flurry, he unintentionally bit my mother who was trying to restrain him, thus, a trip to the hospital.

At the hospital, we were greeted by a nice nursing staff and a douchey doctor. Normal procedure; filling up applications, Q&As and whatnot. Then I asked the doc if i can get rabies when I unintentionally got my finger slightly stabbed by her canine when i was making her take a deworming pill. I say 'stab' not 'bite' because she did not bite me nor did I have an open wound. The skin on my index finger did not break so I wasn't that much alarmed, but I still freaked for a couple days. Anyway, going back to the douchey doc, he said that even if the skin did not break, there is still a low chance of getting rabies so yeah, with my personally paranoid mind and my detailed imagination, I wanted solutions and prevention. He gave me an option of getting a series of rabies shots just in case, because they practiced prevention which is great. We went back and forth, asking and answering questions in a one on one, douche versus dick. I was annoyed, he was annoyed but hey! That's why the world is interesting! I decided to get the shots since I'm constantly handling dogs. He also told me to get a tetanus shot just in case too, which I agreed to (this bitch tetanus shot still hurts like hell while I type this).

I haven't seen my mum turn into the dragon queen for a long time until this afternoon. It was our house helper's fault for not locking the small gate to the backyard, or in a variation, he didn't put Steve back into his cage which is already appropriate because it was windy already. A learning experience for all of us, and I think Divine Intervention for my part. I didn't know rabies activates more or less 2 years after you get bit (waaay early if you get bit by a rabid dog and not get treatment). I'd be a dick saying this (though I already am), but half of me is thankful my mum got bit, because I wouldn't have the opportunity to ask that douche doctor about my case. Good thing I'm paranoid as well. Oh, and our van broke down, the starter got busted for some reason. We left it in a Caltex station in front of the hospital, hopefully it's still there tomorrow morning. (God please let it be there tomorrow morning)


The Fallout V3 


May and I got to talk via Skype on her birthday (NYC time). We had a brief truce to catch up. It was nice, I missed our conversations. But even on Skype I can feel the awkwardness between us. Knowing her, she always had a pipebomb hidden in her pockets somewhere and I was right. She told me to go out and date other people. I asked her if she was breaking up with me, she said, in a way, yes but in a way, no. We're in an open relationship and has been for years now. It's our sick cure to us missing each other. We both haven't done it for a while especially me. But she wanted space and I understand that, it's just frustrating for me because we're in that stage and age where we can take the leap, but I guess I'm wrong. She gave me a pass, and she told me that she was expecting for me to do the same which I did. We've been through this twice already, and ended up getting back together in a complicated fashion. Who knows? I guess it's about time I get out and about, meet some chikas or something. Though I know both her and Eri would scrutinize my choices because y'know, them bitches are like that.