We woke up this morning not knowing that a brewing storm is about to come. We WERE supposed to be happy. We WERE supposed to be editing pictures for Birthday cards for our two very good friends who are celebrating their Birthday- Milo and Dr. Dino. We WERE supposed to be making huge plans for Valentine’s Day… Now, we just don’t know what to do… or what to think… or how to feel… Our feelings, everything that we ever stood for, everything is now in shambles.
My brother Y.Y. died sometime around 8 AM. He was only 5. The worst part, he didn’t die a normal death. My brothers- 750 (Labrador-German Shepherd mix), Heinz (Schnauzer) and Ninurta (Rottweiler puppy) attacked him until he died. 750 got off from his leash and attacked him… Nobody could tell us what irked him. It was a nightmare. Who would have believed that such gentle dogs would be capable of attacking one of their own… These are dogs who NEVER once inflicted pain upon any other human… each of them had their designated areas/ enclosures. They were not abused in anyway for them to just lash out like that.
Since there are too many dogs in the house, each group created their own cliques- the indistinct breeds, the “German-origin” Dogs, the “home dwellers”. For some reason, our alpha dog- 750 had his eyes set on all the indistinct breeds, but never had he picked on Y.Y before.
Y.Y was a very good boy. He was very playful. He was lean and tall, with a built similar to that of a whippet. He would give manang soft kisses and climb at her with all gentleness…. Now he is gone… and manang will never get to see him again… Poopie will never get to see him again… I never met him yet, and yet I will never ever see him, nor meet him … nor experience his gentleness.
Frankly, I am still in shock. Too many options run in my head. Not one of them is pretty in any way. I love all my brothers and sisters but how can I fend for each one of them when I am so far away? What options are available to make sure everyone is safe and unharmed?
If I cry my heart and eyes out and say I Love You repeatedly until my voice croaks and becomes no more, would it reach him in Heaven?
Goodbye manong Y.Y....
You will always be our lovely whippet...
Please paw at us when we meet in The Rainbow Bridge.
Summer 2005 - February 2009
Kept Safe In our Hearts.