I hasn't really been blogging much. But there's this article that tingles at my heart yesterday when i had the luxury of reading yesterday's New Paper.
FINGERS clinging to the window grille, Madam Tan buried her tear-streaked face in her arms, her frail body shuddering as she sobbed.
'Why, Angel, why?' the 80-year-old muttered, over and over again.Her eyes were puffy. She hadn't eaten anything for a day.
'Angel, oh my Angel,' she cried again, breaking into a fresh cry of anguish.
'You were such a good dog.'
Angel was Madam Tan's pet shih tzu. On Monday afternoon, Angel's lifeless body was found seven storeys below her three-room Whampoa flat's kitchen window.
Madam Tan's daughter had pulled into the car park to see the wretched sight of a body under a white cloth, too small to be a human's.
Angel's tiny white legs stuck out from a corner.
Ms Tan's own gave way.
'My baby, my baby,' she wailed, as she sat beside Angel for the next half an hour, lovingly stroking its fur one last time.
Two police officers were there and spoke to the women. Blood was seeping out from Angel's mouth.
In their grief, endless questions raked the women's minds. Who was to blame for their doggie's death? The duo had left the flat to attend a funeral. Angel was left alone, but not for the first time.
How did Angel, no more than 60cm, climb up the kitchen window?
And why? Did she miss us? Was she hungry?
When she was alive, Angel never disturbed anyone. She was 'a good dog', said neighbours.
At their home, Angel's eyes look out from a picture frame on the coffee table, Madam Tan's only memory of the bliss the dog brought into the household when she arrived as a puppy four years ago.
BETTER COMPANIONS
Her wardrobe of more than 20 sets of doggie clothes and shoes occupies a corner of the Tans' spartan flat. Her doggie soap, medicinal spray and perfume lined the shelf. She shared the family's beds.
'Dogs are better companions than humans,' said Madam Tan. 'They won't stab you in the back.'
In the ways only a dog can, Angel made life easier to bear for the Tans.
'Angel listened to my problems. She would know when I was sad, even if I didn't tell her,' said Madam Tan.
Once, when she fell in the toilet, Angel scrambled over to check on her.
She remembered: 'I told her, Angel, Angel, no need to worry, I am okay.'
Cantonese and Mandarin-speaking Madam Tan spoke to Angel in halting English.
'My daughter used English, so I follow, loh.'
Madam Tan sank onto her sofa.
Life won't be the same now.'You know, even when she died, she looked so beautiful,' she said.
U know, as a owner of my beloved Furby and Jerby, my heart cringes everytime i see this kind of articles. About dogs dying and stuff like that. I'm quite emotional as a person, and esp when it comes to dogs, man's best friend. Man, it can turn on taps unknowingly. I ONLY cringe, hasn't teared.
Shih Tzus are such loving breed of dogs, and for some reason, i'm just in love with their chrysanthemum shaped head and the flat nose, not forgetting the stitch-esp teeth (that means uneven shaped teeth la). And they are gentle creatures (except when u piss them off by stepping on their tails, they are very hiong one!) with loving eyes, and loves tummy rubs like crazy.
Man, i miss my babies already la!!
I'm thinking of getting a Lenovo instead of Dell.... Comex is coming and yet i don't have time to go and see! Boo!! Ah... one way is to buy it on my Birthday on Sunday.
...I'm not so looking forward to growing older though. Lol
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