i guess that was goodbye.
it was a painful night 05082011.
i watched him breathing his last in my arms. yet he was so strong.
even though he had no strength to walk, he never wanted to pee in his own bed, and the place he slept.
he would try to walk towards the kitchen, though he would fall but he gets up every single time. till he made it there.
he was frail but never failed to greet me in his last days.
his whines echoed through the night, and it was deafening to my heart.
i knew his time was about to be up.. and i sat by him and accompanied him. he was strong, a very strong boy.
he struggled to live on, but as he heard me telling him to go, he howled and went. there he was, in my arms. his body went cold.. and it was goodbye.
i first got him when i was only 12.
i remembered when he first came, this tiny little furball was shivering in my sister’s arms and whined the entire night the first night he was here. had to sleep on the floor to accompany to ensure he’s not scared..
soon he got used to us, and started to be a little naughty but way smart..
kept him in the kitchen door but he figured a way out the next day.
i couldn’t leave any tissue papers lying around because he would shred them apart.
i couldn’t give him soft toys that was filled with those small beads/beans as well as he would tear the toy apart and make a mess out of the whole house.
he didn’t know how to jump up the bed, i taught him how to, and the next day i came home, he peed and poo-ed on my bed. then all hell broke loose as he would jump everywhere in the house. including up the dining table and finishing every single dish except the vegetables. he broke 2 dozens eggs when eggs costed 50cents for one.
he bit a panasonic gd 88 and broke off the antenna of the phone, he was naughty. very naughty.
though he knew how to jump up and down the sofas and the beds, but he never knew how to go down the stairs. had to coax and teach him. by placing apple slices one by one down the steps, and he would try to go down one by one down the stairs upon calling him and he would take one tiny step .. only to take large steps and nearly ran away when he was 2years old.
he was a naughty boy but yet a darling to my heart.
he slept with me by my side every single night. he would bark and whine to get his way.
he would stay by my side as i worked late.
he would wait for me by the door every single day.
he made a house into a home for me.
my house, a quiet and cold place was made into a place i would want to go home and see him and be with him.
as i was growing up, many things happened but he stayed as a friend and as a family.
he. was the epitome of loyalty and friendship to me.
i guess that was goodbye.
goodbye my friend, my boy and my family.
i’m missing you a lot, your smell, your companionship.
but i’m glad you don’t have to suffer anymore.
goodbye cino..
