May 22, 2015.
My puppy Snoop joined Marley in a field somewhere in the sky. As much as it hurts me, I try to stay positive that he is in a better place.
Eversince Marley passed away. Snoop’s age caught up to him a hundred times faster and I was the one trying to slow it down because who wants to prepare for it anyway? Snoop started to lose hair, weight, unable to hold himself up or some of his contents. It broke my heart, especially last month. Every day, I give him vitamins. There was one day where he couldn’t get up to greet me at the sliding room door… crying. Every day after work, I would go out there. Walk over, help him up until he could stand, do a couple of fetches and give him some vitamins and pandesal/rice. I started to consult my Kuya and Vet because at this point, I didn’t know what to do anymore. We started giving him Aspirin and he started to stand on his own again. It looked promising that he was going to get better. He would always greet me like his usual self and stay whenever I was at the door. He was a fighter.
The last time I saw him. I remember I gave him his medications. I do my usual pet routine and squeeze his face, rub his chest and tell him that “he’s such a good boy”. I was going to leave for Crossfit and I told him “Okay Noop Noop I gotta go! Be a good boy. Outside time” But he didn’t want to leave the door. So, my ninang said she’ll wipe his face and I remember looking at him with his usual kawawa face and he watched me leave. Ninang told me he wouldn’t leave the door when I left.
The next day, I was unusually exhausted from work. I came home and thought I’ll just give him his medications in the afternoon. I slept and woke up and went to the backyard. I opened the door…
"Okay Noop Noop…. I have your meds! (opens door/no response). I know you hear me. I am coming out you weirdo. Snoop!"
I step out and Snoop wasn’t in his normal spot. MY HEART literally dropped and I knew instantly something was wrong. I walked to the other side to where he might be and he wasn’t there. I yelled for my mom. Thinking they went behind my back to put him to sleep. We had this discussion numerous of times and it would lead to a big argument. My mom insisted that he was there. I said “No!”. So, I am freaking out and ran around looking for him. I told my mom, “No, he’s not here!”. My mom starts calling my dad.
I remember walking one more time and looked down at this really random small spot in my backyard that has no concrete. I found him there… sleeping. I literally started to ball because I knew.
I just missed him. I feel soo guilty. My dad said he found him there this morning and he didn’t want to move. My dad tried to carry him out but Snoop got mad at my dad (which is really unlike him). My Dad didn’t want to tell me because he knew I was exhausted from work.
I feel a sense of uneasiness. Unlike Marley, I was not by his side. However, Romel always tells me that whenever he thinks of Snoop it’s always good memories. I do too. It’s just there are sometimes when I see certain areas in the backyard and it’s hard. Or when I eat Pizza and leave the crust because I always sneak it to him.
I miss Snoop, but I am glad he is in a better place with his best friend.