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Loubi becomes a mom! Yeay... Never thought that she preceded me! Last Sunday Loubi gave birth to two cutest puppies in the world.

I missed the process!! I didn't expect she gives birth that day so I chose to go to Jakarta instead. When I arrived at home, I heard a strange sound coming from Loubi's. Turned out, she already gave birth!! All by herself. I was surprised and sooo panic! I never have a preggo dog before, so I kind of lost. I phoned someone whom I trust and he came to my house at 1AM.

He was surprised too, at how good Loubi took care of her newborn children.. I was very proud of her. But somehow, the other puppy succumbed to its weakness and died two days later. A puppy demise brought tears to my eyes and I was so sorry cos I feel like I didn't treat it well.. I didn't even have a chance to give it a name. But Dieter and I buried it in front of my house.

Right now, there's one puppy left and I named it TomTom. Sounds familiar eh? It's actually a GPS brand that successfully brought us to Java safe and sound. It's kinda funky name, isn't it? I hope TomTom can grow healthy and happy.

I promised myself that I won't let Loubi pregnant ever again. I just couldn't see her being so miserable.. It's just once in a lifetime experience! :)


when they're stilltogether
TomTom is now the sole soldier

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