Pet me.

MBA-TEP class is having a day off and this guy is pampering himself today.

I just got home around 12 noon and I can always find a reason to stay home. There’s the gloomy weather which seems to engulf every person’s desire for an active outdoor. There’s my nieces and nephews who have all the abilities to put smile on everyone’s face. And there’s Facebook and I won’t say anything more that anyone knows about it.

A Lesson Learned

It started at Facebook game app, The Pet Society. I excitedly took a chair, slid shaped cookies, and engaged with my online pet, Bambam. Such game would entail bathing, feeding, and playing with your pet. Most players of this game would become huge fans because it provides them a venue to practice pet ownership and responsibilities (I referenced Jolina Magdangal on this since during her teenage years, she used to endorse the hyped Tomagochi). Just now, I don’t think I believe her.

As I was spoiling Bambam, there’s a massive rumble in the kitchen. I hurried to catch what happened. Mom and I was dismayed to see rubbles of broken glass containers, plastic wares, and even oven toaster. And it was shocking to see our real pet dog, Bambina, causing all the mess. She might have pulled the cloth covering the kitchen top to reach for food. When she found us standing, she immediately walk out the kitchen. Mom and I were left to clean up. As I see it, Bambina was so hungry that she dared herself to act that way.

And so it hit me. How many times I open my online stuff to feed Bambam with food that none of us prepared and then forget to give real pet food to Bambina; to brush Bambam’s fur that none of the players had once really felt its texture and then brush off Bambina away and never care to stroke her coats; to wash Bambam with soap that cleans him in no time and then forget Bambina’s need for a regular shower of water and love.

Online pet is easily manageable. Taking care of your real pets is not. Unless I disgust myself of these living, tangible, lovable creations, I may dwell petting fake ones forever. Well, we have lots and so it’s time to stop for a while and cherish the real things.