Tuesday, August 09, 2011
This morning when we were waiting for the carpool to send us to office, there came a young man with his dog lying unconsciously on his shoulders. From across the street I could tell that the pet was gravely injured and we suspected it either being hit by a car or something immense had fallen off it. The poor dog, which looked like a beautiful Siberian husky, appeared to be out cold while some reddish drips excreted from its opened mouth. We could see it shake in short intervals. I felt a cutting pain when I saw its master already crying. The man, who seemed to be my age, sought help from a nearby pet clinic which unfortunately was still close at that time. On his face then painted total hopelessness. With his piteous dog, he seated on an adjacent gutter and rested a few minutes while another male companion assisted to get him a cab.
My mind wandered while on board the car. Hospitals with 24-hour service are only for humans so where on earth were that man and his dog heading to? To see a real man cry over a dying pet astounded me. Perhaps it is his best friend. Perhaps it steals his food while not on guard, pees anywhere it wants, grossly poops anywhere it feels like, but despite of it all still loves and cares for his dog. How I wish the two will have more time to spend together. I hope that beautiful dog lives.
Posted in: best of friends,life that is,personal perspectives
2 comments:
a touching post Dai Ning..we have a dog too before..her name is winnie because I loved winnie the pooh before but not now hmp..personal reasons hehehe..
Dai Ning your right and I'm sure that dog has given him the comfort and happiness that he needs..maybe he is alone and his dog has been his companion..we have our different sources of joy and our pets can give us a different sense of happiness :)..hay naku sana the dog is ok po..
hmmmmmm...or maybe he's your soulmate ning li! that dog owner! uuuuuuuyyyyyyy!!!
but that's a sad story..i hate when our pets at home die..i remember when i was still in grade school, my mom had bought this oink oink for my bro's debut..it was our first time to have that and was the last..'coz when his(oink) judgment day came, we all cried especially me..but i did have a remembrance of him..we had our picture taken when he's blushing on the bamboo pole and me standing beside him..it's a sad story i can't forget..his name is Bobby, we even gave him our family name 'coz he's already part of the family *sniff sniff*
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