Saturday, November 19, 2011

Vår Hund

Sunday last week, our dog passed away. 

Naging kaibigan ng pamilya namin ang aso namin for almost a decade. Ang hirap din mamatayan ng isang alaga. Lalo na kung mahal na mahal mo ito. 

Nung gabing napansin namin na nanghihina ang aso namin, nagmamadali kaming naghanap ng vet although gabi na. Tawag ako ng tawag sa mga clinic pero sarado na daw sila. Sabi ko na emergency. Puro sila pero ng pero. Siguro para sa mga taong iyon, mas mahalaga na makapag-pahinga na sila kesa sa buhay ng mga alaga namin. Naawa ako sa aso namin. Nainis ako sa mga vet.

Masasabi kong ang isang pet ay maituturing mo na bestfriend. Isang bestfriend na never ka gagalitin. Bestfriend na kapag ikaw ang nagalit sa kanya, sya pa ang magso-sorry. Bestfriend na never ka tatalikuran. At laging hihintayin ang iyong pag-uwi.

Since we were not able to find any doctor who can accommodate us, my dad and I just went back home. We did some first aid on our dog but she's becoming really weak too fast. I didn't know what's happening.

My dad told me that I could just go to bed. Maghihintay na lang kami ng umaga at dadalin agad namin ang aso namin sa bukas na animal clinic. In my mind, that's the last time I will see her alive.

Around 4am, our dog died. My dad, who was the closest to our dog, was talking to her.

"Alam kong matanda ka na. Salamat ng marami sa pagbabantay sa pamilya ko. Naging mabuti kang kaibigan. Makapag-papahinga ka na. Mahal ka namin."

My dad was crying when he said that.

With one last breath, our dog cried and with an instant, she became lifeless.
We buried her in our backyard. All of us were crying. My dad dug the grave.

Nung nililibing na namin ang aso namin at tinatabunan na namin siya lupa, napahinto nang pagtatabon ng lupa si Papa.

Humahagulgol siya. Alam kong para sa kanya, parang nawalan na din sya ng isang anak.

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I was inside my room. Looking at the mirror, checking of I have zits. Assessing if my going to the gym has a positive effect on my build. Then I heard something.

"I love you!"

I was the only person inside my room.

It was my little sister's dog stuffed toy.

I pressed it, hoping that it will squeak "I love you" again but it didn't.

I asked my mom if it's still working. Sabi nya, hindi na daw. Wala na daw kasing battery.

Nagpaparamdam na din pala ang mga aso ngayon? I just smiled.



"I know. And I love you too. Magpahinga ka na. 'Til we meet again, friend."




By the way, the picture's the statue of Hachiko. You'll love their story.

2 comments:

gillboard said...

sorry about your dog. i know how it feels to lose a pet. :(

Gaspard said...

nami-miss ko na nga dog namin eh. ang tahimik na ng bahay namin :(