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Thursday, December 16, 2010Y
SleepyHead

It's time to say that my beloved boy, SleepyHead had crossed over to the Rainbow Bridge on 10th Aug 2010 at noon.

He's a darling. One who always brings a smile to my face without fail. One who didn't really give me any trouble. Always happy, amused at everything, never choosy and had been healthy or i thought so.

He was still hopping about in the cage in the morning when we had breakfast. He had done his usual routine - to stand on his legs and put his little hands on the railing of the cage to look at the people who walked past. Life is really unpredictable. Without any warnings, everything can change. Changes which are irreversible. Changes that take him away from us.

It was so sudden when he left me. I didn't had a chance to say goodbye. I didn't give him his last pat and last kiss and he's gone. Forever.

He was already gone when we realised it. His body had hardened. I couldn't find warmth when I touched him anymore. I held him in my arms, but I know that nothing will change. No matter how many times I shouted his name, he won't respond to me anymore. No more sniffing at my arms, no more nose-butts, no more biting of my clothes. No more of everything.

I sat there, holding him for an hour before I was able to put him down, before I can accept that it's a fact, before I can bury him at the top of the park. Everyone cried when we were covering him in the soil. The once cheerful boy is now lying there - cold and lifeless.

Now I know the meaning of death, fully understood it.

I brought Spotty and Junior for checkup that very night. Even the vet had no idea why the sudden death. She said it could be due to heart attack or stomach twist. Both are painful death she said. My heart twisted. Painful? I didn't want him to be painful. But it's all over now, Sleepy is good now. I can only tell myself that to make me feel better.

If reincarnation does exist, I really want him to be born a happy and healthy boy.

As I am typing now, my tears couldn't stop flowing down. I miss him. Up till now, I still couldn't believe it that the photo I have taken on 9th Aug 2010 night had become the last photo of him.


Mamy loves you, Sleepy. Forever.

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