I remember holding you close to my heart and weeping on that tiny furry head of yours. No words were being said, because I spoke to you in my heart. I prayed hard that you will grow up to be strong and happy and but more importantly, I prayed for remembrance. I wonder if you understood what I tried to convey then but I think you did. You sensed my sadness even though you were only a baby. I know you laid quietly in my embrace and gave me undivided attention for that moment in time. When we were leaving for the airport, you were yelping like usual. Your crazily high barks that sounded like the whines of a baby throwing a tantrum. I wonder then if u knew that I was leaving. I wonder if you would later realize the sudden missing of a family member who fed you every morning and bathed you once a week. You were so full of character. I remember how whenever there was tension in the family, you were always the sanctuary. I turned to you for peace and laughter. Watching you, just watching you, always made me smile. The ironic thing was, many times, you were the source of tension. So many times I thought how you were too cute to be true. Even though you gave me hell with your unhygienic misbehavior, I could never be angry at you. You just have this innate talent of melting peoples' heart. Whenever I'm lonely in my room, I look at you on the wall and I beam to myself. I am contend to know that I have you. Whenever I am feeling happy in my room, I look to you with a tinge of sadness. I wished I could share my joy with you.
Dear Sundae,
Please be a good girl and spare yourself the rod.
Please do not poop outside the door.
Please do not flirt with random (Indian) strangers.
Please do not rip apart every garbage bag that you can lay your paws on.
Please remember me.
I love you Sundae, so so very much.