Thursday, April 12, 2007

to the chap who was with me since i was in primary 3, the boy who was so white and cute and whom i admit didnt spend much time with and only played with him as and when i want. to my baby who was so cute who knew how to "put your head down" and just oozed with cuteness. my ralphie baby.

the construction worker left the gate open and both him and dollie ran out. we managed to find dollie and form 230 pm till night we searched for him high and low. i was at the polo finals when i got the call from my mom and i blame myself for not coming home immediately to search for him. i thought he was just around and could be easily found. we hung up notices everywhere in serangoon gardens. the next morning jason went looking for him and the saddest news we heard was that the people around amk industrial area said they saw an accident, the car knocked down a white dog. the heartless damn car didnt even stop or anything, it was the people who moved the body to the side of the road. we managed to call the garbage people and he described the body to be "white dog, furry furry hair curly curly".

i cried and cried till no more tears were left. even though i didnt spend much time with him i really really really loved him. the heartless irresponsible car driver. why didnt we go to the industrial park to find him. one caller said she saw a white dog sniffing the grass at 6 plus so the accident must have taken place in the evening. my whole family is so distraught especially my mom. she said he was like a son to him. he was only 9 dog years.

my baby, i'll never forget you. i never imagined this day would come so soon, but it did. i love you ralphie. forever and ever. i still can't believe it. it hasnt even sunken in real deep.

dogs, the best animal ever. ralphie, the best dog ever. even though you weren't always nice smelling, even though hans said you were yellow and looked damn shabby. your eyes that always shined.

i still feel like shit. everytime i wake up, everytime i go to bed. we're going to buy a new maltese tmr, doesnt mean that we have gotten over ralphie and are just replacing him like that. but my mom said she has to stop grieving and focus her energy on a new puppy. we'll never ever forget you. never ever. i swear.


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