Tonight, the sky weeps with me as we put our beloved Angel to rest, eternally.
I arrived at home and first thing I checked was how is she doing. And she’s there, resting silently, her back facing me.
“Angeeeeeel!” I greeted her, just like the usual.
I walked on the other side to see her clearly. Her face is still. Her eyes are open but they are not blinking.
I checked her tummy, touched it, and there’s no sign of breathing. She’s hardened already.
My beloved Angel, the one I braved the storm with in 2010; the one who was afraid to mount in basin but still did just so we could pass the flood in one piece; the one who never fails to look at me with tender, loving eyes; the one who always wants to be caressed first before eating the food I served her, despite the possibility that Flounder could take it anytime he wanted; the one who’s always there waiting for me to come home; the one who never ceased on being a pet, a guard, and most importantly, a best friend, has now left.
Angel, I know that you’re now happy and peaceful in heaven together with your sister Jenna. And I believe you will still watch over us, maybe not barking at suspicious people anymore, but as a real angel now.
Thank you for all the memories you’ve given us. You’ve lived six meaningful years. You’ve brought me smiles at difficult times and comfort at my most wearsome times. So thank you. Thank you. You will always and forever be our little angel.