Where'd they go?

It was so dark and the chilled air made my nose dry and itchy. As I was about to scratch it, I heard clicks from inside the Master's kennel. My ears stood up and strained where the clicking sounds are coming from. I heard the shuffling of human feet on the stone floor.

"Mother..." I wimpered, for mother's eyes are still closed although I could sense she's also awake.

"Don't mind them, pup." she said, "They're up to no good, our humans."

"Aren't you going to make them know that you know they're awake?" I was a little surprised at her nonchalant attitude.

"No. Most probably they're just eating something. Hear the slamming of the rubber door of dog heaven." she explained.

I listened for such sound. All I could hear now is the creaking of some metal based packaging stuffed into a soft container.

I think Mistress and Master are up to no good.

I started barking.

"HUSH PUP!!! My newborns are sleeping." Mameha hissed.

I continued barking. Mistress should know that we know what's going on and that I'm hungry too. I want to be fed with whatever they're eating.

"What was it Batutoy?" Bunso asked me.

"Just bark like me. There'd be food for sure." I barked.

Inday and Pangga joined in the ruckus.

Mother is so embarrassed because Mameha was trying to lull her puppies back to sleep. She had managed to calm down Pangga and Inday from barking. It was only me and Bunso, barking out lungs out.

We stopped barking when we heard the door swing open.

"Oh Uriel! We've awaken the puppies." Mistress exclaimed as she picked me and Bunso.

"Feed them while I haul our bags in the pick-up." I heard Master said.

The Mistress put us down and went inside their house. She came back with a warm liquid. "Here, brave puppies...drink milk so you can go back to sleep again."

She poured the warm, sweet milk on our steel bowls. "Wow Batutoy, you're smart!" Bunso said as he happily lapped down the milk. I didn't react. I continued drinking milk.

I think Mistress put us down farther from Mother and the girls because I could sense they want to drink milk too but can't reach it.

I could hear Reeboy's rumbling and another gate swung open. I felt Mistress' warm palm smoothen my forehead as well as Bunso's tuft of hair. She returned us beside mother, who dutifully cleaned us up with her large, wet tongue.

"Goodbye puppies." I heard Mistress repeatedly say, "Be good to my brother."

As Reeboy's rumblings and her voice faded away, I kept thinking. Where did they go?