Farewell, my friend... you shall be missed...

I received an sms this morning from a very good friend of mine from way back in high school, and it goes..

A boy asked God, "What's the most important thing to give someone?"
God replied, "TIME, my child..."
"But why time, and not Love?", the boy asked.
"Love you can give that... you can have that, you can share that to anybody... but TIME... you can't stop it, nor control it... and worst of all, you can never bring back time that has passed by. So spend your time wisely and cherish it while you still have it.; Spend time with your loved ones because you never know when your time is over.. " God replied..

this is so true.. sadly, there are certain things that we just can't control... nor change...

four days ago, my dog showed signs of losing appetite. this was not something unusual because my dog has always been very picky by nature.. he does not eat dogfood, rice, and vegetables.. he only eats newly cooked chicken, pork, and beef..

so, i said.. "bahala ka, kung ayaw mo, wag mo!" after i picked up his foodbowl with untouched porkchops freshly fried by my mom..

i didn't really worry that much, because this was not a first time.. there were days when he would not eat at all, but just drink water. He'll start eating again after a day or two.. plus, he didn't really change a bit.. he was still the loudest mouth on the block.. he still barked furiously at flies, little insects, airplanes 10,000 feet above him, birds who tried to snatch his food away; he still played with the cats, biting them on the nape, and dragging them back and forth our backyard; all seemed normal, but one..

his pee had blood.. my mom rang the vet soon as we saw the pool of bloody urine. Vet got to our place, and our dog mutated again to his possessed state of anger, which was his normal mode. Still, the vets checked his eyes, hind limbs, coat, gums, and teeth, even his poo.. all normal.. they gave us prescription drugs for UTI treatment, for they claim that UTI is a normal cause of bloody urine. that's the only thing they could think of. We agreed because, he was never a fan of drinking alot of water; and with all protein diet, we thought we can just fix him with antibiotics and that the cause of his bloody urine was bacterial in nature. On the third day of very minimal food in-take, and with him rejecting medication, we decided to just take him to the vet clinic and have him confined. Early the following morning, my mom gave him a bath, to take him to the vet clinic.

But just like any tragedy story, it was too late. Five blocks on the way to the clinic, my dog threw up once, and the pieces of chicken my mom fed him were still undigested. The second time, was his last. As my mom described it, with the little strength left in him, my dog looked at her in the eyes, cuddled, and then died in her arms...

this was my dog, Souyen, a pure-bred Japanese spitz. One of the most spoiled, if not THE most spoiled dog that we've ever had. The loudest, noisiest dog in our neighborhood. My best friend. Lost to an unknown disease. He was four.

Goodbye, Souyen... We love you... you shall be missed...