Sammy by Scher / Mommy Scher

We have always been a dog lover.

For all these years, our family has kept about 3 dogs and 21 puppies, all kins of our old dogs. But, the most recent one was the dearest puppy I’ve ever had. His name was Sammy.

I could say Sammy was very special because he was given to me by my twin flame on Valentines Day. I’ve always wanted to have a chihuahua for so long. So you could imagine how flabbergasted I was to finally have him. He was so cute with big, brown eyes, smooth brown coat and a cute bark to boot! He was a perfect companion and a playmate.

Sammy was like my shadow. My papa even told me that I’m like his mommy and he’s my son because he’s always there where I was at. Like, after a shower, he’s there waiting for me, licking drops of water left on my feet. Even when we sleep, he sleeps beside me. Or even when I sit in front of the computer, he likes to sit on my lap while I was on it. We’re always like that. Inseparable.

One hot sunday morning, I woke up to hear the screams of my sister. Sammy’s gone she says. I couldn’t hardly believe what she says until I finally saw his tiny body lying on cold concrete. There he lies, lifeless and with eyes closed with a hint of blood on the nose. At first, I don’t want to go near him, but gathered up my courage to at least touch him for the last time.

It feels so different touching him that way. He feels so stiff and cold. I tried to call out his name even if I knew he was really gone. It shatters me to see dear Sammy that way, so I was moved when my mom offered to carry him for me. It pains to actually put him in his eternal slumber myself, because of all life he breathed here, I believe
everything was for me.

Now I have no reason to stop by at KFC to buy him a boxful of funshots; or even at ChowKing every morning, to give him his favorite chao-fan rice when I get home. Now no one scratches at the shower room door to let him in and just sit still there outside the curtain until I finally came out. Sitting on the computer seat won’t be the same anymore because nothing warm is felt on my lap and nothing soft and furry is there to stroke him to sleep. His pink and lavender food trays will be kept up high in the cupboard and his toys and especially his chewbone would now be in one corner, gathering dust and dirt of all sort.

I believe Sammy’s in doggie heaven now. Playing with my other dogs who also went there ahead of him. I believe he’d already made friends with Pao, Rookie, Zenkie, and Gokou. I also believe their playing right now. Maybe looking down from time to time to see if I’m ok. Maybe if he’ll visit me, I’ll be ok. I’ll miss you sammy-sam-sam..

 

Lots of Love,
Sammy
Scher