Kopi

by Belinda
(Philippines)

I still remember that very special day, November 23, 2013. I woke up to the panicky voice of Inah repeatedly shouting that Peanut had just given birth. I hurriedly went downstairs and saw 5 healthy puppies.

Peanut, your mother, is not just an ordinary friendly dog, especially when it comes to her siblings. She is a very protective mother, but because of that, she wasn't able to feed you correctly. She was always hiding you from her belly. That caused the death of your two sisters and a brother.

I did everything to get you from your mother to feed you right and bring you to the doctor. There was even a time I let you breastfeed with a bunch of newly born chihuahuas.

The two of you (Maxx and Kopi) survived but there came a time that I thought I was going to lose you again. Luckily the Parvo was cured and you, my baby, were back to your self again, always happy and always kind and patient to Maxx.

I remember it so clearly how you would wake us up in the morning. We never complained of bathing 7 dogs at a time. I assure you, Kopi, there was never a time that we gave up or gone tired of all of you. How can you give up on someone who is putting a smile on your lips every day, who is patiently waiting (hoping he gets out of the gates sometimes) for our return?

Then, on June 27, 2014, my heart was broken into small pieces when I heard one of dogs scream out of pain. The scream still haunts me and makes my heart beat faster.

We raced down to see you carried by Patrick. Patrick said you were hit by a car. My heart stopped for a moment. I carried you inside and lay you on the sofa. I know you were in danger.

As I stroked your head and body, you were looking into my eyes. The last thing I said was, "Please Kopi, meet me in heaven. I want to see you again. I love you, my baby." And no one knows how and when this agony of missing you will end.