Name: Monday, January 21, 2008
how does my dog see me?
200801152338I’m on the bullet train now.
It’s my first time returning to Osaka in 2008.
I’m going back home. I’ll be able to see my parents whom I’ve not met for a while. There is now one less in the family.
The dog, Chibi, that Nishikido family has been keeping since I was in elementary school passed away on January 8.
The inspiration for his name came very easily, he was called Chibi because he was very tiny.
He grew very big.
He was a very gentle dog and friendly to everyone, and I’ve never been bitten by him. When Nishikido family goes on a holiday, it’s always by car. Chibi often went on such trips with us. Chibi, who was always chained and lived in a world with a radius of 2 metres, would run through the beach or grass and be as dogs should be, snorting like a pig, and everyone in the family laughed.
I often took him on walks when he was young .
He has this habit of eating whatever he sees so I could never my eyes off him during those walks.
He was strong and my sister was once dragged away when she was young.
My father disciplined him very well, and he could perform handshake, change hands, sit, wait and down.
But regrettably, I don't have any more memory from then on.
I do not remember myself taking him out on walks which I was taking turns with my brothers to do, or feeding him in the morning or afternoon since I became a junior high school student.
I only doted on him when he was young,
I took him on walks many times a day,
made Chibi tired and deliberately woke him up when he was sleeping and hugged him…
What was I like in Chibi’s eyes?
When I do go home on the rare occasion, he would just watch me open the door without making a sound, what was I like in his eyes?
I hurt Chibi with the convenient excuse that I could not communicate with him.
Since last year, Chibi started to behave strangely, and I heard he even bit my mother when she was feeding him.My eldest brother told me about Chibi’s death.
My eldest brother was the one who doted on him the most, took him on walks the most and was closest to Chibi.
Frankly, I don’t know what I should write now.
I don’t know.
i was readin ryo's blog and i came across this part. i thot it was really painful how as human, we rarely spare a thot for these animals that may just prove to be a better companion than another human bring.. honestly, i think i might have been a horrible owner. ashlee's been a pretty tamed dog, just too cowardy and smelly. he'd be all excited whn any one of the family returns but sometimes we just hafnt been very nice to that lil thg. i rmb how i used to discipline him, i'd say it was pretty harsh but of cos he became more obedient. what if he just disappears from my hse one day?
i think i will cry, i wont be like tingwei, "feel nth lo". i guess, the feelin of sth missin will eat me up inside and i really hate that..
Labels: ashlee, ryo's nikki
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