goodbye my friend

losing a pet dog does not differ from parting ways with a human friend… maybe for others… they may feel more terrible…
last 091408, i said my final goodbye to my for-sale-dachshund dog… for a month and a half, “Dax” (as my mother baptized him) had been my kakulitan at the store… he would usually play around with my cats and hide under my chair whenever the cat scratched him with his/her paws… i also missed his irritating barks as if they would be his last… and of course i also missed his lambing - the dog style…
eventhough i felt sad because of what happened, somehow im also thankful because as far as i’ve seen his new owner, Dax would be in good hands… she could afford his monthly check-up and daily dog food allowance… above it all, she could give the love that a man’s best friend should have…
eventhough Dax would never remember our times together, im glad that for a while Dax became my FRIEND…