Life sucks! Doesn't it? Lord Buddha once said that the only certainty in life is death. Even though this statement is true, we tend to cling on to things, the sort of things which cause us pain when we loose it. This is a story about that sort of pain.
I remember as if it was yesterday. (I'm not trying to be corny, but I actually remember it as if yesterday) I was 16 and a tutor came to teach me at home. As the tutor was leaving our home, my parents returned home with a
3 months later.........
Toy Poodle Puppy, white as snow. It was totally unexpected. I was at an age where I didn't mind a puppy at home even though I was not dying to have one as well. Just like Britney Spears, when She was JUST a girl and not YET a woman.
This Toy Poodle changed our lives for ever.
For the next thirteen years, he became a brother to me and a son to my parents. He knew how to count up to 5. That is because there are 5 members in our family. When ever we go somewhere and come back home, he counts the number of family members who returned and if someone in missing, he would inquire.
Loves to go in the vehicle and is literally the tail of my father. Once he went to office with him. It is no joke and I wasn't high as a kite as well. The protector of our parents room. Who thy shall enter the room when the parents are not inside the room shall receive thy Mac's teeth mark on thy buttock.
I married, I moved out. He grew old. The day after his 13th birthday, he was with my mother in their room. He was sick and wouldn't walk. But he mustered enough strength to ask my mother to go to the garden with him. As soon as he got to the garden, he left us.
I wasn't high on his affectionate ladder, but he knew that I loved him and he loved me back. The guy had a lot of love to give.
You were a great dog Mac. You were a great brother.
Much love
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