Last Tuesday morning, the mother talked to me and my brother. She was serious and nervous. She said she has something to tell us. First, I need to calm down daw. I might get mad daw kasi. So I told her no I won’t. Then she told us that that morning, the father ordered our helpers to let go of baba and dada. Let them run around the backyard. So okay. Then after a few minutes, they saw baba near our fugly dog. Our fugly dog was doing baba.

No, I didn’t get mad. I got hysterical. For a minute the world stopped and I thought, what will I do? My golly! Baba might get pregnant and the freakin` father will be who, that freakin` fugly dog? No freakin` way!

I have taken care of baba and dada for almost a year now. I’m just starting to breed Siberian Huskies and it’s so hard. That’s why as much as possible, I don’t want them to get cultured.

I know that I sound mean, but if you want the best, you have to pick what is really best for the best.

Now I know what mothers feel when they learn their teenage daughter’s pregnant.