I used to have dogs as my friends in my house, when I was growing up. Our first dog was a stray who happened to pass by our house. It was a nice brown dog. After several rounds of food, as it was hungrily roaming around for food, it finally decided to make our house it's home. Home was under the ciku tree. The ciku tree provided shelter for it for about a month after which it 'graduated' into the house. Dad and mum consented to us keeping it upon seeing that we have grown quite attached to it.
The special thing about this brown dog was that it had the capability of de-husking the coconut. The coconut which was collected by our grandfather from the nearby jungle. We had fun watching it struggle as it attempted to de-husk it. If other dogs were contented to play with balls or sticks thrown at it, ours were happy with the coconut. It was still young then, and it's fangs were strong enough for the task.
During the era of the BMX, we had a bike of our own. The brown dog was happy to tow us along, providing kinetic power to propel the bike. Yes, it was that strong. There was no doubt about it. It was so eager to go out and about, that it was willing to drag us along. Of course, we didn't abuse it more than necessary. After a while, we lead it for its daily walk on foot. Other than de-husking coconuts, the brown dog also pulls our bike. Yes, it was that special. Now it lays buried in front of our house for the last 12 years. My, how time flies. But the brown dog will always remain in our memories forever, as we recall all the fun we had together.
Mating season was one busy time for the brown dog we called 'doggie'. It dug below the chain-linked fence to get out to find it's mate as the pheromones permeate the air. As it dug through, it's back was scratched badly by the fence. Nevertheless, it was adamant on going for a few days at time, to look for its mate. It would return after a few days, with its back bloodied and its body smelled as it went without a bath for such long periods of time. But it came back contented that it had achieved its purpose for that season.
The special thing about our house is that even though there's a dog, cats would never fail to drop by our house. They say that dogs would run after the cats. But no, in this 'house of peace', cats and dogs would stay together for meals. Yes, this house was special and till today, cats continue to come uninvited. It could be due to the aura of the house. Animals thrive in our house, amongst the many plants that we have in our bungalow garden. Ciku, cocoa, starfruit, sugarcane, nangka (jack fruit), 3 types of mango trees, guava, pomelo and custard apple. Yes, our house had those trees and also including a patch at the back where grandfather used to plant vegetables for our daily needs. Yes, we were quite self sufficient. But hey, let's not stray from "doggie's" story.
As time passed, a female dog decided to make our home it's choice of stay. And so, it stayed on and gave us two generations of off-springs. Yes, it was noisy as the puppies yelped through the night as they were kept in the cages. We had to dispose a few by 're-designating' their homes to the housing estate a few kilometres away. Thankfully, they did not find their way back. But if we went to look for them, they could still recognise us. They were 'adopted' by kind people there and we were grateful for that.
The last of the generation left us about 8 years ago. The house doesn't feel the same anymore, without the barking of the dogs. Yes, we miss those days where dogs and cats roam freely in our house. The house has been very quite quiet comparatively. However, cats still come to our house and this is the kitten which came from nowhere. We're happy to let it roam our house and feeding it became the normal routine. Things will never be the same again as we reflect on time past when we were younger and had our hands full 'bringing up' the dogs.
Perhaps we'll never keep dogs anymore in the near future, as the emotional burden is too great to bear. It's like family members who have 'passed away' as we grow older in age. Nothing lasts forever, and we have to accept there. So, appreciate what you already have and savour the moment, because all of it will be taken away from us one day. Till the next blog, I'd say 'hey doggie, you will always be remembered ... ' and may you continue to live happily in the afterlife and may we meet again one day.
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