Heartbreaking tale

A regret..days without him.
When he was a little pup, he went to our home...he got all the attention we had to offer..he got all the love he had ever wish for ( did he ? )... Where in his home..he got none. But it s no one fault for in his home..children are children ..but in our home, dogs are children..and everyone is loved equally ( are they?)

He was funny, he was teased endlessly yet he liked it so much that we called him 'pongok' which means idiot but in a lovely way. He brought undescribable joy not only to our life  but our pup's as well. He would parade around the house as if it s his own ..where of course he would never do that...but its okay...for we love him for what he was..every now n then, he would lick us lovingly and we returned his by a simple gesture..a pat and sometimes a bonus-rubs on his chest. He loved it very much that he always forced us for the rubs. He would follow us around and waited for us loyally. How wonderful he was that his demise was unbearable. I know that nothing could ever bring him back but the regret of what I didn't do for him was far too great. It was too painful. I tried to shake off this feeling but the more we talked about, the worse it gets. I have failed him. I am that caring that I only know how to talk but my preaches are empty as shell. I talked about their rights all the times. What rights do I have to criticise others while I am clearly no better.
He was obviously a messenger of God. An angel in disguise who came to teach us a valuable lesson of life. But I was to arrogant to notice until it was to late.

How egos and arrogantness of human failed us as God's best creation. I forgot what joys and happiness he brought into this home that I took his presence for granted. He cant talk he cant say tht he was in pain. That is, for us, human to do. They cant go to vet though they are badly in need. When he got injured, I left the solution into the others' hands to handle. I remembered seeing the sadness in his eyes but I didnt understand. Didn't I? Lame excuse. Words of comfort or another lame excuses of mine : I did try to nurse him with simple medicine available at home, he seemed okay then or he just pretend to, I don't know and I would never know the answer. Because now he is gone forever for good because us human are too cruel. He was poorly vaccinated, I realised that but none actions are taken. Thought he was going to be okay..Selfish me again.

Late Thursday afternoon, he came back huffing and puffing, every single part of his body was cold. Too cold. We called the vet but he was not in town. My heart beat fast, hoping that he would make it through the night. When we check him, the next morning, the eyes had turned gray. He started to bump into things. The vet said, 50 out of 50 he would make it but deep in my heart, I know at this rate,  his fate is sealed. Still, I refused to prepare for his depart. The lungs were seriously affected and he had never recover from the infection.

Even his death brought us something...A lesson of a lifetime : we should walk our talk. The joy and pain are a parcel.

How selfish I was..we were And perhaps I am..We are. I forgot all the things that he had ever done to us and our life. Its the happiness, no money could ever buy. I would not trade it for the world. Thank you my dear adopted dog. Thank you @chul..in our heart, u r always a family.

@chul...The memories are too great that they become unbearable pain. But I know, This lifetime becomes so much more wonderful because of u.