Some nights ago, as I was walking home, I suddenly thought about Shelty and how he's not going to be with me forever.
And that made me kind of sad.
That night, I came home and found him on my brother's bed. He was in his shirt, all cuddled up underneath my brother's comforter. I went up to him as quietly as I could but he still woke up in the midst of his sleep and looked at me with his eyes half-open. I almost cried.
I kissed him and whispered: "Thank you, baby, for being part of my life."
I was still about to cry.
I stuffed my head into him and gave him tummy rubs (much against his will I imagine) but I still did it anyway because if I didn't, I felt as if I'd be missing out on something so precious.
A couple of nights ago, we came home from an event and it was almost midnight. I was dead-tired and kept complaining about how I had to work the following morning.
After showering, I heard my brother mention how he didn't have enough space because Shelty takes up a lot of space and my mom told my brother not to let Shelty jump too much because his legs aren't in the best condition.
So I built a little fortress for my baby.
And he fell asleep. :')
I love it when he snuggles up next to me because he's cold or because he likes being near someone and then he unintentionally (or maybe intentionally) falls asleep. He's such a baby when he does that.
Some nights I go to him just before I go to bed and disturb him like this:
No matter how many times he does it, I still can't get enough?!
Now every one knows why I can't wait to come home as soon as I can all the time. How can I not when there's someone waiting for me?
I sometimes picture the day I've to send Shelty off and I pray all the time, praying he'll go painlessly.
May it be because of old age and nothing else. May he have no regrets because we loved with all we can and more. May he go happily knowing he'll always be etched in our memories as our first love, our first four-legged family.
I don't think I'll be able to take it when that day comes but I'm thankful for every day I have with Shelty.
He's such a gem, don't you think?
And that made me kind of sad.
That night, I came home and found him on my brother's bed. He was in his shirt, all cuddled up underneath my brother's comforter. I went up to him as quietly as I could but he still woke up in the midst of his sleep and looked at me with his eyes half-open. I almost cried.
I kissed him and whispered: "Thank you, baby, for being part of my life."
I was still about to cry.
I stuffed my head into him and gave him tummy rubs (much against his will I imagine) but I still did it anyway because if I didn't, I felt as if I'd be missing out on something so precious.
A couple of nights ago, we came home from an event and it was almost midnight. I was dead-tired and kept complaining about how I had to work the following morning.
After showering, I heard my brother mention how he didn't have enough space because Shelty takes up a lot of space and my mom told my brother not to let Shelty jump too much because his legs aren't in the best condition.
So I built a little fortress for my baby.
He slept on the mattress throughout the night and I imagine how happy he must be surrounded with all those pillows and a blanket to himself.
Yesterday, I came home from work and found him on the doormat.
I brought his fortress out to the hall and he laid next to me as I typed away at my laptop.
And he fell asleep. :')
I love it when he snuggles up next to me because he's cold or because he likes being near someone and then he unintentionally (or maybe intentionally) falls asleep. He's such a baby when he does that.
Some nights I go to him just before I go to bed and disturb him like this:
His reaction is just too irresistible!
No matter how many times he does it, I still can't get enough?!
Now every one knows why I can't wait to come home as soon as I can all the time. How can I not when there's someone waiting for me?
I sometimes picture the day I've to send Shelty off and I pray all the time, praying he'll go painlessly.
May it be because of old age and nothing else. May he have no regrets because we loved with all we can and more. May he go happily knowing he'll always be etched in our memories as our first love, our first four-legged family.
I don't think I'll be able to take it when that day comes but I'm thankful for every day I have with Shelty.
He's such a gem, don't you think?
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