I woke up late that day like I usually do around 12 or 1 in the afternoon, just in time for lunch. Like any other day, I went straight to the fridgeto look for food. Not noticing the food prepared in the dinner table. Wow! Roast beef! It was so mouth watering I immediately grabbed a plate. Unluckily, my dad forgot to leave me some rice and stubborn-ass that I am, I was too lazy to cook rice and setled for bread. So that was it, bread the whole day.

That night my dad got home extra early and I was still in the middle of my "afternoon nap" when he woke me up and invited me to eat my dinner. When I got out of bed, I found my dad eating a plate full of what seemed to me was the left over roast beef from lunch.Yummm... "Ano ulam?" I asked. And without any hesitation my dad quickly said... "Si Brownie!". My face was literaly distorted and I squirmed like a girl. "EEEEEEEWWWW!". Seriously, my dad was eating our dog!! (Sadly, his name really is Brownie-very Pinoy indeed) I never really liked that dog coz he always chews my slippers but still, he was considered a family pet.

I later found out that Brownie ate three of our chickens (yup, we have chickens, dogs etc.) so as a form of "Punishment" (I think) Dad killed him and had him for dinner. I KNOW! If you have seen Brownie long before he was dinner you wouldnt have guessd you could actually cook the poor guy coz he wasn't really that big and beefy. He kinda' reminds of Santa's Little Helper from the Simpsons. (Thus the photo in my blog entry)

So anyway, back to the story.I wish my dad had never told me that we're having our dog for dinner coz honestly I had no problems eating "Dog Meat" (just as long as I dont meet the dog before I eat it)and I was so starving that night, but then again I'm kinda happy that he did tell me... I mean would you eat a burger if you know the cow's gona be it?? Seriously? would you? Shit I can't believe I almost ate Brownie!!!