It’s too long for me to remember the time when you are still a puppy.
Dog in my home has been a role to accompy my father.
I admit that I am uninterested in raising a dog, but afterall you had been one of our family for 7 years or maybe 8 years.
I could see there is no intimate relationship between you and me everytime you left me along during the jogging.
Still, I like to lift your downcast ears and help you get raid of the louse.
Still, I like to use my feet to massage your abdomen when you lay down.
Still, I like to pat your head when I locked you up and tell you “this is the world we live in”.
Still, there is no still anymore.
Mother said you are mild and docile.
I said you are so considerate and sweet.
You are sick.
When we call“來福”, you couldn’t reply.
When I give you a bone , you couldn’t chew.
You couldn’t find your way home.
I’m sorry.
Everyone could tell you are sick but doctor.
I’m sorry.
There is an old saying “a loyalty dog will leave home before it go back to its heaven”.
I watched your image becoming blurred gradually with the macadam.
I know you gonna leave again, and this time is forever.
Thank you.
Thank you for everything.
I just wanna tell you I will remember you.
Even though, there is no even though.