Geez!
I can’t still get over by the
fact that my puppy actually lost within a blink of an eye. Tss! We just missed
a single moment that my puppy got loose and then when we looked after her, she’s
gone already. Somebody snatched her!
Pretzel/GD is a very tame dog,
though she loves nibbling. She always tagged along with someone she sees
whenever she’s outside the house. So the tendency, if we are not looking at
her, she can easily be snatched away. And the sh@t happens. Tss!
I never thought that last
night will be the last night I am going to see her. I even took pictures of her
while playing along with her sister on the grass and their shots were great.
It will be much better if I just
found out she’s already dead so I wouldn’t be sick worried about her
whereabouts or whatever she’s doing. Of has she already eaten? The feeling of
anxiety and uneasiness kills. Tss.
Maybe, somebody might raise
their eyebrows why I am feeling like this. But the affection and love we
extended to my puppy… that is the reason why. The moments we shared together
mean something to me. I bet, if some dog-lover can read this, they might
understand my feeling right now.
I missed my puppy because she’s
part of my family and my everyday life. I used to wake up seeing her with her
mother and they will bark. And my puppy will come closer to me so she will have
something to eat. I used to feed and to take care of her. I used to take
pictures of her. Especially, I used to live with her. That’s why I am feeling
very lonely due to her lost. If she is with me right now, I bet, she will be
under my chair sleeping while I am typing this. But the sad fact, she’s not.
Her mother can bear other
puppies someday, but Pretzel/GD is different. She is incomparable. Like us,
individuals, there are a lot of people out there but we are all different and
unique in our own ways. She’s one of the first born puppies, so the attention,
affection and love for her are something different. The joy, happiness,
fulfillment and memories she’d given to me and my family are priceless. Those are
something that will never be forgotten. She will always be a part of our
memories.
I wished that she can afford
to free herself from the grip of the bastard who snatched her and can still
remember all the way home so we could all be together again, but I don’t think
it might happen. Unless, the ‘loser’ will feel conscience and give her back to
me.
If she is not going to come
back anymore, I wish happiness for her. And I hope that her stupid new owner
will take care of her more than I did, give her enough and necessary food, show
her love and affection more than I showed and especially, won’t hurt her.
The feeling of losing a puppy
which you loved so feels like losing someone who is really close to your heart.
Somewhat a great loss!
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