I wish I can say I am and I pray I am to my child…
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mommies out there and most especially to my mum who’s always been there.
I wish I can say I am and I pray I am to my child…
My daughter just turned 17 last February 15 and we all went home to celebrate with her. It’s not everyday that I get to see my daughter since she left Dubai for college so I will jump on every opportunity I have to be with her.
We celebrated her birthday a day early in my sister-in-law’s house in Quezon City. We invited few relatives, my mom, nieces and grandchild. The celebration was simple but with family around to show their love for my daughter was more than enough to make us all happy.
She’s growing up. I hope not too fast that I will miss every childishness she has in her bones. I know next year will be another year but a more remarkable one as she celebrate her being introduced to society as a young woman. We can’t stop time and that means I can’t stop getting older.
I’m glad we went home for her birthday. Nothing replaces a family’s bonding moments especially when it’s a special occasion you’re celebrating.
My daughter is now 17; not quite old but no longer a child. Soon, she will be venturing into another chapter in her life and I and my husband wish to be with her for many, many more years so we can guide her. And we pray for the best for her.
Happy birthday our sweet princess. We love you!
Millie was a bit down the past few days. One day she was jumping up and down in our couch and bed and the next thing you know it, she was lying on her bed or on the floor, didn’t want to eat much and a bit quiet lately.
We took her to the vet last night and hoped for positive news that what was happening to her wasn’t that bad. We had a feeling that she was in pain with all those jumping around. And the vet confirmed that. She probably had her vein compressed in the neck area with all those jumping around. Also, her bloodwork came out negative. That is a relief to hear.
So, our dear little diva baby Millie is on pain-relief meds right now for few days. I didn’t go to work to observe how she is behaving. Also, the doctor asked me to reduce the weight of Millie. I am guilty! I kept giving her treats as I can’t bear to look at those begging doggie eyes. I guess I have spoiled her rotten too.
Things will have to change from now on. After the dog scare with Millie, we’ll have to set new rules and rearrange stuff around the house so she won’t jump on the bed and the couch and hurt herself in the process. Also, daily workout for Millie will have to be done. So, it pays both ways for me too. I lose weight with Millie. I have to give time for this even if I’m tired from work. It’s a commitment I will give as if she is my own child. Well, for my family, that’s how we see Millie. She’s our baby with four legs…and fur who barks.
This is what I can suggest to pet lovers out there. If you suspect your dog is feeling something weird or see signs that are unusual for your pet, bring your beloved pet to the vet right away. The sooner you do that, the sooner your pet can get the immediate medical care it needs and can prevent any serious complications later on. It’s also wise to get pet insurance. I am considering that now.
Do you get so attached with your pets? Do you love them like they are your own kids? I know I do. How about you?
Somebody turned 16 today! Our little princess is growing up like a fine young lady. Soon, she will be discovering new things and enjoy her new freedom.
Enjoy being young baby and be thankful for all your blessings. Life gets better… :) We love you and you’ll always be our little girl.
I read this poem from the web and don’t know who to give credit for this wonderfully written poem about an aged dog in the shelter and being given a new lease in life. It is close to home base as it pulls my heart string because I also have a dog. Her name is Millie. I adopted her from a family who could not take her back to the UK.
I was not even the first in the list for those who wanted to take Millie. But as luck would have it (but I credit it to fate and God’s providence), the previous owners of Millie called me to say the rest backed out and asked if I still want Millie. That phone call sealed the deal for me and Millie. She is ours.
Millie is also an old dog now. I reckon, she is around 9 or 10 already and her features are slowly showing those sign but I still pray that we’ll have her for many, many years more because she is already a part of the family and she’s already won our hearts 1 million times over.
This poem is very beautiful. If all shelter dogs can talk and share what they feel for being adopted and being given a second chance in life, I am sure this is what they will say:
One by One, they pass by my cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his time, he can’t run and play.
Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore,
It seems I am not wanted anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail.
Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn’t belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head,
Can’t justify how they left me for dead.
Now I sit in this cage, where day after day,
The younger dogs get adopted away.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope,
You saw my face, and I finally had hope.
You saw thru the gray, and the legs bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond this cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly, you want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshine them with a love so much stronger.
And I promise to return all the love I can give,
To you, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week, or for years,
We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
And I will brag to all who will hear,
Of the person who made my last days so dear.
Such a lovely poem, right? So if you want to have a pet, please try not to buy. Visit a shelter for dogs and check out the number of lovely poochies you may be able to save there. Give them a new hope. Give them a home they can live in forever. More so, let them feel love whether they are young or old.
A dog’s love is unconditional. Aside from God, I can’t think of anyone else who can love me unconditionally despite of my imperfections than my Millie.