Ralph by Mikala

 

"Ralph"

July 2 1998 ----- March 4 1999

White Akita

 

THE DAY I GOT MY FIRST DOG- RALPH IT WAS A SURPRISE.

WE WERE AT WALMART AND THERE WERE FREE PUPPIES.

HE WAS THE LAST ONE LEFT AND I DIDN'T THINK

SHE WOULD LET ME HAVE HIM.

THERE WAS ANOTHER LADY THERE WHO WANTED HIM REALLY BAD.

I REMEMBER THE LADY GIVING HIM AWAY TELLING US

THAT HIS MOTHER WAS KILLED ON A FARM TRYING

TO SEARCH FOR FOOD FOR HER AND THE BABIES INSIDE HER.

HE HAD 5 BROTHERS AND SHE TOLD US

HE WAS THE LAZIEST OF THEM ALL.

I TOLD MY MOTHER THAT HE WAS QUITE LIKE ME

TRYING TO EARGE HER INTO LETTING ME HAVE HIM.

WHEN SHE SHOUTED OUT QUICKLY THAT WE WOULD TAKE HIM

I WAS SURPRISED.

WE TURNED AROUND AND WENT BACK TO WALMART

FOR OUR FIRST BAG OF DOG FOOD.

WHEN WE GOT HOME DAD WAS OUTSIDE AND HE TOLD ME

WE SHOULDN'T HAVE GOT HIM AND THAT IT WOULD

ONLY BE TROUBLE AND I WAS SAD.

BUT LITTLE DID WE KNOW THAT THE TINY PUPPY THAT DAD

THOUGHT WAS ONLY TROUBLESOME WOULD BECOME

MORE OR LESS DAD'S DOG IN HIS MIND.

RALPH WAS A WHITE AKITA AND I REMEMBER OUR FAMILY

TRYING TO THINK OF NAMES FOR HIM.

I AGREED WITH MOTHER THAT

WE SHOULD NAME HIM IGLOO

BUT DAD DIDN'T LIKE IT AND HE CALLED HIM RALPH AND IT STUCK.

AFTER RALPH WAS A LITTLE OLDER

WE FOUND HE WAS A CAR CHASER.

MY FAMILY AND I THOUGHT IT WAS CRUEL TO CHAIN AN ANIMAL UP

BUT IF I HAD KNOWN THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW

I WOULD HAVE DONE THE UNTHINKABLE.

NOMATTER HOW HARD I TRIED TO TEACH HIM RIGHT FROM WRONG

HE LOVED TO CHASE WHEELS.

ON OCTOBER 1ST WE MOVED TO A NEW HOUSE

WITH A BIG HILL THAT WAS WONDERFUL TO SLED ON.

TEN DAYS LATER HE HAD WONDERED DOWN TO THE NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE

WHERE WE WERE AT THE MOMENT

BUT I DIDN'T PAY ANY ATTENTION.

AS WE TURNED OUT OF THE DRIVE WAY AND STARTED

TO GO UP THE ROAD A BIT MOM AND I HEARD A THUMP.

WE BOTH TURNED BACK TO LOOK OUT THE WINDOW

TO SEE RALPH SQUIRMING IN AGONY ON THE GROUND.

IT WAS THE MOST HORRIBLE SIGHT I HAD EVER SEEN IN ALL OF MY LIFE.

I REMEMBER SCREAMING MY HEAD OFF

NOT KNOWING WHETHER MY BEST FRIEND

WAS GONNA DIE RIGHT THERE OR NOT.

MY AUNT WHO LIVED IN THE HOUSE THAT WE HAD STARTED

TO LEAVE FROM SAW EVERYTHING AND SHE KNEW

ALOT ABOUT DOGS.

SHE TOLD US THAT WHEN THINGS LIKE THIS HAPPEN MOST DOGS

GO INTO A STATE OF SHOCK AND THEY DON'T WANT TO BE TOUCHED

AND THEY DON'T EAT.

HE WOULDN'T MOVE SO WE LIFTED INTO

THE BACK OF THE TRUCK AND TOOK HIM NEXT DOOR

TO OUR HOUSE WE PUT HIM IN THIS LITTLE EXTRA ROOM

WE HAD THAT HE LIKED TO SLEEP IN AND KEPT HIM THERE.

WE COULDN'T AFFORD TO TAKE HIM TO THE VET RIGHT AWAY.

I WAS SAD BUT I REFUSED TO CRY AROUND HIM

SO HE WOULDN'T THINK I WAS HURT.

WHEN DAD CAME HOME HE TOLD US

THAT HE DIDN'T THINK HE WOULD MAKE IT.

THAT NIGHT I WAS SO WORRIED THAT SOMETHING

WOULD HAPPEN THAT I SLEPT OUT

IN THAT COLD ROOM WITH HIM ON THE FLOOR.

A FEW DAYS LATER HE WAS WALKING OK

BUT WE COULD TELL SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH HIS HIPS.

EVENTUALLY HE WAS ALOT BETTER

BUT HE WASN'T ABLE TO RUN VERY WELL AT ALL

AND HIS SELF ESTEEM NEVER WAS AS HIGH AS IT WAS BEFORE.

BY THAT WINTER RALPH WAS A NICE LOOKING DOG

AND SO NATURALLY HIS HORMONES WERE RACING.

THERE WAS ALSO A GIRL DOG NEXT DOOR

THAT RALPH BROUGHT DOWN HERE ALOT

AND WE DIDN'T HAVE A PROBLEM WITH HER

BUT THE NEIGHBORS I GUESS DIDN'T TAKE NATURE VERY WELL.

ONE DAY DAD CAME HOME FROM WORK AND THERE

WAS A BLOOD TRAIL COMING

FROM NEXT DOOR LEADING RIGHT TO RALPH.

HE HAD BEEN SHOT AND WITH NO WARNING.

BY THE TIME I HAD COME HOME FROM SCHOOL

DAD HAD TAKEN HIM TO THE VET AND I SAT ON MY BED

THINKING HE JUST WON'T MAKE IT IT'S JUST TOO MUCH.

BUT THAT CHRISTMAS HE WAS THERE WITH ME AND I WAS HAPPY.

I REMEMBER SLEDDING DOWN THE HILL AND

HE WOULD ACCIDENTALLY GET IN FRONT OF THE SLED

AND I COULDN'T STOP IT SO WE WOULD BE GOING DOWN THE HILL

WITH RALPH IN FRONT TRYING TO ESCAPE THE SLED.

AROUND THE END OF MARCH

RAPLH WAS GETTING WEAKER AND HE HAD A HARD TIME

GOING TO THE BATHROOM WITHOUT GETTING

POO ALLOVER HIMSELF.

WE TOOK HIM TO THE VET AND HE AND TO HAVE AN OPERATION.

HE HAD GOT A BONE STUCK CROSSWAYS

IN HIS STOMACH AND IT NEEDED TO BE

TAKEN OUT OR HE WOULD DIE.

WHEN THE DOCTOR WENT IN THERE WAS

A WHOLE BUNCH OF STUFF IN THERE

THAT COULDN'T GET OUT BECAUSE OF THE BONE.

AFTER THAT WAS TAKEN OUT HE WAS DOING OK

BUT ONLY FOR A FEW WEEKS.

ABOUT THE MIDDLE OF FEBRUARY

HE GOT SICK AGAIN AND WOULD PUKE SOMETIMES.

WE KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG

BUT WE KNEW NOT WHAT.

AGAIN WE TOOK HIM TO THE VET AND THE DOC

SAID HE WAS POISONED BUT THAT SEEMED REALLY ODD

BECAUSE WE HADN'T LET RALPH GO ANYWHERE

AND WATCHED WHAT HE HAD DONE

SO NOTHING COULDN'T HAVE POISONED HIM.

MY BIRTHDAY WAS COMING UP ON THE 27TH AND I WAS EXCITED.

I HAD SOME FRIENDS OVER THE NIGHT OF MY PARTY WHICH WAS ON A SATURDAY.

THAT NIGHT RALPH HAD GOTTEN SICK

AGAIN AND HE HAD PUKED ON MY COUSIN.

THE NEXT MORNING RALPH WAS LOOKING BAD AND I THOUGHT

TO MYSELF I WONDER WHAT HE'S THINKING.

THAT AFTERNOON WHILE IN MY ROOM

TALKING TO MY FRIENDS MY MOM CAME INTO THE ROOM

AND TOLD ME THAT DAD HAD TAKEN RALPH TO THE VET.

HE WAS DELIRIOUS AND WOULD NOT EVEN LOOK UP

WHEN YOU CALLED HIS NAME.

SHE ALSO TOLD ME THAT HE WOULDN'T EAT OR WALK.

FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS I WANTED TO GO SEE RALPH

AND HOW HE WAS DOING.

5 DAYS AFTER MY 12TH BIRTHDAY RALPH WAS PUT TO SLEEP.

I WAS REALLY ANGRY AT EVERYONE

BECAUSE THEY DIDN'T FEEL EXACTLY THE WAY I FELT.

I PROMISED TO THINK ABOUT HIM

A MILLION TIMES A DAY

EVERY WAKING DAY OF MY LIFE

AND I'M SO PROUD TO SAY I HAVE.

I WANT TO SAY TO EVERYONE THAT

I'M SORRY FOR THE THINGS I DID TO HIM TO LET HIM DOWN

I'M SORRY IF I DIDN'T DO

THE RIGHT THING FOR HIM

AS A PROPER PERSON SHOULD.

BUT NOW ALMOST EVERYDAY I SEE HIS BROTHER BINKI

WHO HAPPENS TO BE THE DOG

OF ONE OF MY DAD'S FRIENDS AND I SEE THAT

THEY DID THE RIGHT THING

BY TYING HIM UP AND WATCHING FOR HIM TO MAKE SURE

NOTHING BAD HAPPENS TO HIM

AND I FEEL SO BAD SO VERY BAD AND I KNOW

THAT I WOULD GIVE ALL OF THE MATERIAL THINGS

I OWN TO GET HIM BACK ALIVE AND WELL.

I AM TRULY SORRY FOR IT ALL AND TO ANYONE

WHO READS RALPH'S LIFESTORY- YOU HAD BETTER GIVE

YOUR LIFE TO THAT PET

BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH I'M ONLY 12

I HAVE LEARNED THAT YOU HAD BETTER CHERISH

THE THINGS YOU HAVE NOW OR YOU'LL WAKE UP TO REALIZE

THAT THEY NOT THERE ANYMORE

AND

ITS THE WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD.

MIKALA LEWIS

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ralph
Mikala