one day we will play fetch again
Geena
February 5, 2002- December 25, 2008
You left without a warning. You left without saying goodbye. And the saddest thing of all, you left me on a Christmas day.
As if on cue my tears streamed down from my eyes the very moment Mama told me you’re gone. Gone. Gone just like that without any forbidding sign at all. A few days ago, if you only knew, I wrote about you and the rest of the gang, Kitty, Brandon, Myrtle, Bonsai and You. I shared to the world how much I miss you, how much I miss everyone. I remember the day I bid you goodbye, I know I said I’d be back and I gave you a gentle pat on your head and as I walked away, I gave you a last look, you remained quiet and still on your favourite corner, just like me, you we’re reluctant to give in to the parting moment, my heart was heavy and so was yours, part of me didn’t want to leave and I felt right from your little brown eyes that you wanted me to stay. You gave me that look that could have melted what’s left of the polar ice caps and yet I still walked away. I had to go and I realised that I totally suck in goodbyes. I am sorry for that.
Do you remember the night you came and conquered our lives? I wasn’t expecting you at all, your arrival and untimely departure from my life was all but ironically surprising. The professor said you consume too much food and you’re a bit too rambunctious and he couldn’t give you enough attention and caring as juggling a career and a family is all a bit too much to handle already. Alright, I was kidding about the part that you eat too much. =P
You we’re really a bag of beans. Oh, let me tell you, you hopped and jumped and ran around like a crazed kangaroo. You invited yourself inside the house and oh my, your stench was absolutely horrible at that time. Amidst the sudden stir you caused in the household and albeit that curious, welcoming snarl you got from Kitty, I am certain, I believe we both know that you’ve found your one true home, your family.
After the much needed grooming and a few more adjustments in my meagre monthly budget to meet your hugely unexpected food consumption, I have discovered your love for anything that’s round and bouncy; balls! Balls of all sizes and colours (as if it mattered) amused you. I have lost count the number of balls you’ve reduced to unrecognizable pieces. You loved to play fetch and come hell or high water, you will, I mean, YOU WILL retrieve that ball.
Considering your massive weight gain, it was natural for you to shed that unwanted flabs and so one day, inevitably you discovered the world outside our front yard. Oh, you scared our neighbours let me tell you, although you don’t look scary at all, unfortunately, most humans on this part of the world ( or perhaps just in my neighbourhood )believe in the common misconception that creatures of your kind are vicious and therefore to be feared upon. *sighs* I tried to appease the neighbours and gave unwanted lectures about Labradors and dogs in general and thankfully after some time, the diplomacy worked, not my diplomacy but yours. You won their hearts because you became their kids’ official mascot. You we’re the gentlest playmate ever. I am sure you’ll miss those toddlers waiting outside our gate every morning to play with you. And I bet they already miss you now. Geez, I was even more impressed when these kids called your name, I have lived in this quaint neighbourhood for 20 years and I’d bet your tail those kiddos won’t give a sour burp who I am.
Am I being harsh if I say that you’re being unfair for leaving me too soon? I am still grieving; I am still in denial that you’re actually gone now. I feel incomplete, honestly. We are the trio that walk the streets of Comembo every night, and now, it’ll be just me and Kitty. Remember how we would spend our night cap at the kanto? We would feast our eyes from people watching and abuse our ears, (especially yours) from the sound of the speeding jeepneys.
There’ll be endless stories about you and just how sweet, gentle, pure-hearted, playful or should I aptly say rambunctious you are. Even though you can’t talk, you spoke through your heart. You thought me the most amazing things in life, Geena. You were there when I needed a hug although it was always me who hugs you first, I knew, that you we’re hugging me back, the good old-fashioned ear-licking manoeuvre did the job.
So for now, let me remember you this way. I know it’ll be quite a while before I can get used to the thought of you not being around anymore. I’ll remember you with a smile on my face. After all, you brought me nothing but joy.
One day, I’ll bring you a ball and we will play fetch again, I love you.
February 5, 2002- December 25, 2008
You left without a warning. You left without saying goodbye. And the saddest thing of all, you left me on a Christmas day.
As if on cue my tears streamed down from my eyes the very moment Mama told me you’re gone. Gone. Gone just like that without any forbidding sign at all. A few days ago, if you only knew, I wrote about you and the rest of the gang, Kitty, Brandon, Myrtle, Bonsai and You. I shared to the world how much I miss you, how much I miss everyone. I remember the day I bid you goodbye, I know I said I’d be back and I gave you a gentle pat on your head and as I walked away, I gave you a last look, you remained quiet and still on your favourite corner, just like me, you we’re reluctant to give in to the parting moment, my heart was heavy and so was yours, part of me didn’t want to leave and I felt right from your little brown eyes that you wanted me to stay. You gave me that look that could have melted what’s left of the polar ice caps and yet I still walked away. I had to go and I realised that I totally suck in goodbyes. I am sorry for that.
Do you remember the night you came and conquered our lives? I wasn’t expecting you at all, your arrival and untimely departure from my life was all but ironically surprising. The professor said you consume too much food and you’re a bit too rambunctious and he couldn’t give you enough attention and caring as juggling a career and a family is all a bit too much to handle already. Alright, I was kidding about the part that you eat too much. =P
You we’re really a bag of beans. Oh, let me tell you, you hopped and jumped and ran around like a crazed kangaroo. You invited yourself inside the house and oh my, your stench was absolutely horrible at that time. Amidst the sudden stir you caused in the household and albeit that curious, welcoming snarl you got from Kitty, I am certain, I believe we both know that you’ve found your one true home, your family.
After the much needed grooming and a few more adjustments in my meagre monthly budget to meet your hugely unexpected food consumption, I have discovered your love for anything that’s round and bouncy; balls! Balls of all sizes and colours (as if it mattered) amused you. I have lost count the number of balls you’ve reduced to unrecognizable pieces. You loved to play fetch and come hell or high water, you will, I mean, YOU WILL retrieve that ball.
Considering your massive weight gain, it was natural for you to shed that unwanted flabs and so one day, inevitably you discovered the world outside our front yard. Oh, you scared our neighbours let me tell you, although you don’t look scary at all, unfortunately, most humans on this part of the world ( or perhaps just in my neighbourhood )believe in the common misconception that creatures of your kind are vicious and therefore to be feared upon. *sighs* I tried to appease the neighbours and gave unwanted lectures about Labradors and dogs in general and thankfully after some time, the diplomacy worked, not my diplomacy but yours. You won their hearts because you became their kids’ official mascot. You we’re the gentlest playmate ever. I am sure you’ll miss those toddlers waiting outside our gate every morning to play with you. And I bet they already miss you now. Geez, I was even more impressed when these kids called your name, I have lived in this quaint neighbourhood for 20 years and I’d bet your tail those kiddos won’t give a sour burp who I am.
Am I being harsh if I say that you’re being unfair for leaving me too soon? I am still grieving; I am still in denial that you’re actually gone now. I feel incomplete, honestly. We are the trio that walk the streets of Comembo every night, and now, it’ll be just me and Kitty. Remember how we would spend our night cap at the kanto? We would feast our eyes from people watching and abuse our ears, (especially yours) from the sound of the speeding jeepneys.
There’ll be endless stories about you and just how sweet, gentle, pure-hearted, playful or should I aptly say rambunctious you are. Even though you can’t talk, you spoke through your heart. You thought me the most amazing things in life, Geena. You were there when I needed a hug although it was always me who hugs you first, I knew, that you we’re hugging me back, the good old-fashioned ear-licking manoeuvre did the job.
So for now, let me remember you this way. I know it’ll be quite a while before I can get used to the thought of you not being around anymore. I’ll remember you with a smile on my face. After all, you brought me nothing but joy.
One day, I’ll bring you a ball and we will play fetch again, I love you.
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