Last weekend I went to Jakarta to meet our beloved fellow creature named Moppy. He is a dog to whom my love will always flow even later when he is gone. He’s survived a cancer — not surviving by curing but let me tell you that he is still alive although with a very painful wound in one part of his plane. He is though strong enough to survive for more than one year after he was rescued.
And, I always miss him wherever I am….
Last Saturday night we visited him.
He was sleeping very soundly. Oh, my Moppy boy. You are still there!
I know you bear the pain because you love your very mother, the sweet lady who is always there for you.
Moppy is ok, not really ok but he is struggling. And no plan to put him to sleep…. He might have been put to sleep if he is not living where he is living now. Moppy is just stubborn to live his cancer…. 🙂
Moppy is still happy. Eating very well. Wagging his tail when meeting human surrounding him.
Moppy, I love you!!!
And when he saw me…. He looked happy…. Nothing I can say but “Hey dude, how are you?”
And, he said “I am ok, you see I survive longer than you predicted. Gotcha!”
I wanted to sing for him but it was late night…. Nobody wanted to hear my tunes. Then I just sang in my heart, looking at his eyes talking to him.
Moppy is now skinnier.
I just pray he is ok.
As ok as he is now when he decides to leave.
Please don’t wait.
Let go. Please let go.
We love you wherever you are. You are always loved.
If we don’t meet in my next visit, I’m ok and you should be, too.
Just go…. As you’ll welcome all of us in the next gate.
Moppy, I love you….
Singapore – May 31, 2016 – 1:19am