BIGprawnHEAD: doggy heaven!!!??

Mum and dad came home to be welcomed by one less dog, Loyal was there, but Blessing was nowhere to be seen. That is not a good sign, coz as all dogs do, the two pooches would always be ready at the front gate, wagging their tails when their owners arrive home (that is unless they did something really naughty,tsk tsk). Unfortunately, Blessing wasn't in hiding because he did something wrong. Mum found him dead on the floor, :( apparently he had been vomitting blood.

Suspicion was that he was poisoned, as he was fine and healthy when they left the house in the morning, it can't possibly be due to illness. GRRRRRRRRRRR.... which ever bastard that did this deserves to be RIPPED to pieces !!!!!! It is beyond comprehension as to how humans can be so cruel. This is not the first time that this has happened in our housing estate. One of our neighbours had their Rotties poisoned to death before.

Almost all the houses in our area owns a dog or two. Mind you, these pooches are guard dogs, so nobody goes putting their hands past the gates to pet the dogs, unless if you wanna risk your hands being chomped off. Everytime when i make a trip back home, i always get growled at by my own dogs when i first arrive.

My parents have never been keen on keeping pets, it was for security reasons that we started rearing dogs. These dogs are great deterrant for trespassers especially when our area is bordered by illegal squatter houses (In my hometown, the illegal immigrants can almost outnumber the locals thanks to the inefficient just- bribe- me- with- coffee -money -and -i -will -close- one -eye police force).

There is a mystery that is still unsolved - all the dogs that we had never lives past 2, 3 years. It is almost as if there is a curse. Blessing is the fifth dog that we have lost within the span of 7, 8 years.

First there was Lok Lok and Brown (Doberman mixed), they died from skin disease (parasites i supposed). The vet was of no help at all, they couldn't provide any concrete diagnoses when we brought the sick dogs to them, just as clueless as we were (vets in my hometown are hopeless when it comes to pets, they only know how to treat large animals of agricultural purposes). It was then we decided that the next dog that we are getting will be a mongrel which is more hardy and much easier to keep than the expensive breeds. The second dog, Tiger died from illness too. The third dog, Jabez was given away to my parent's friend, and apparently was neglected by the owner (Grrrrr!!!! This person deserves a whack on the head too, but shall not say much coz it is my parent's friend). The Fourth dog, Fei Chai had been vommitting consecutively days before he passed away (suspicion was he was poisoned).

Goodness, we really have no idea why they dogs lives are so short lived. They are all so well taken care by my Dad, who feeds them, bathes them, talks to them (even prays for them). And they in return loves my dad very much. He gets upset everytime one of the dogs passes away. I can't imagine how heavy his heart must be when he buries them to rest.

I hope that Loyal is gonna live to be an old grandpa. Poor thing, he must miss his brother very much. The day that Blessing died, he refused to eat, probably waiting for Blessing to eat dinner together with him.