in words you’d understand,
We wanted you to stay with us.
This wasn’t what we’d planned.
We wish somehow to tell you,
How empty we now feel.
A part of us went with you,
A part that time can’t heal.
We wish we’d once more hear you,
in your softly, rumbling purr,
to hold you on our laps again
and stroke your golden fur.
We wish we had you back again,
to fill this empty space.
But one day we’ll be together
in a far, far better place.
While reading through the past entries, the emotions within me has been stirred up again, as crisp images of the events unfolds in my mind. It seems like only yesterday when it happened.
Not a single day has passed without thinking of him and it grieves me to recall how frail he has turned into during his last days.
I only hope he is in a better place now, chasing butterflies and romping with all his doggy friends over at the rainbow bridge.
Jul 25 2005 Health going downhill
Jul 27 2005 Initial diagnosis
Jul 28 2005 The first night away from home
Jul 29 2005 Come home please
Jul 30 2005 Discharged!
Jul 31 2005 Recuperating at home
Aug 06 2005 The follow up
Aug 18 2005 A turn for the worst
Aug 19 2005 Back to the vet
Aug 23 2005 Stubborn boy refuses to take his medication
Aug 28 2005 An update on Dexter’s recovery
Sept 07 2005 Second opinion with Dr Heng
Oct 02 2005 Spending time together
Oct 26 2005 Birthday eve
Oct 27 2005 A turn for the worst
Oct 28 2005 Hospitalized again
Oct 28 2005 The visit
Oct 30 2005 Discharged
Oct 31 2005 The first steps in weeks
Acceptance and Closure:
Nov 02 2005 Farewell, my dear friend
Nov 03 2005 Thanks for the consolences
Nov 06 2005 A little thought means so much
Nov 07 2005 “Dexter where?”
Nov 09 2005 The seventh day
Nov 12 2005 Home again
Nov 13 2005 The scare
Nov 17 2005 Are you there?
Nov 26 2005 A special gift
Mar 31 2007 In dreams he came to me
Jul 21 2007 I misses you
Mar 23 2008 What do you do with a bored 5 year old on a boring Sunday afternoon
Mar 31 2008 Oh noooooo!
Apr 02 2008 Operation saving Dexter
If I had known that on that day our time was near the end
I would have done things differently, my forever friend.
I would have stayed right next to you deep into the night
but I thought I’d see you in the early morning light.
And so I said “Good night” to you as I walked in through the door
never thinking of the time when I’d see you no more.
But if I had known that on that day our time was at the end
I would have done things so differently, my forever friend.
~ author unknown ~
And I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I’d have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the sad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I’d say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven’s gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,
“This is eternity, And all I have promised you.”
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day’s the same way
There’s no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn’t do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you’re free.
So won’t you come and take my hand
And share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don’t think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart.
David M. Romano
After a fruitless fight, the hero has succumbed into the hands of the dark lord.
Rest in peace, Budgie.
I’m inside my bedroom when Dexter started yapping noisily at the door. There’s a man outside yelling ‘hello, hello’ but I bo-hiew-lan, thinking it’s some saleman trying to promote a Multi-Function Kitchen Knife from Japan with 20 years warranty or a Award-Winning Vacuum Cleaner from Germany which sucks everything from dust to the nastiest bug alive.
I must say that this salesman is very stubborn. Dexter had been yapping at him for at least a minute but he is still hello-ing outside, with no intention of leaving. “What a persistent fellow”, I thought, so, putting on the smelliest look on my face, I stormed out of the room to meet him.
This salesman turns out to be an official from the Ministry of Environment, who’s here to inform the residents about the rising number of dengue fever cases in our estate recently and that they will be fogging the area tomorrow and advised us to cover up all food and close the windows as the fogging can be quite poisonous.
Now I KNEW.
Nuggets was dead. DEAD as a doornail. She died a few weeks ago, two days after I came back from Bangkok. Apparently, there has been some fogging done during my absence at Bangkok but nobody was home at that time to close the windows.
After I came back, I did noticed something abnormal about her but I didn’t take it to heart. I was still wondering why isn’t she touching any of her hay at all and the next thing I knew, she was lying motionless in the cage!
She did NOT die of unknown causes. She died of poisoning. She died because of the FOGGING!