Our Little Princess

Everytime she sees familiar faces - she recognises - she hops frantically and clamours for the same recognition and approval. Looking closely enough, you find her eyes sparkle with delight, her fluffy tail wags eagerly, being ever so thankful for the companionship and knowing that she is much loved. And yes, our friendly and demure little princess smiles alot too. Pretty she is.

In fact, she made alot of friends throughout her time. She warms up easily with anyone. Kids fear her not and cling to her. The old folks adores her. And to mention, the males shower their attention on her. She's ever so unpretentious and genuine with her affection. And have she not, brought so much joy and smiles to the lives she has come across .. hope she knows and with that, she deserves a so much better place from here forth.

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And I was there. I was late too.

I saw her eyes half-opened. I was hopeful. Perhaps she has been waiting. Perhaps I heard wrongly over the phone of the news. I stroked her last, gently and encouragingly as usual, on her forehead. It felt cold. It must be the icy cold metal dashboard she's being laid on, I thought. She didn't open her eyes for me. She didn't move an inch... she looked real exhausted. She seemed to have battled the fight of her life.

I tried to close her eyes. I whispered encouragingly to her again, "Good girl, you have been very strong. Rest in peace". My heart aches. At an instant, I regretted immensely that I have not been able to walk her ever once.

Wilber gained our permission, and proceeded to cover and wrap her head. I couldn't believe that happening.

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We lost Yuki on the fateful night of 4th March, at the age of 3 human years. We will reminisce the good times our young princess have brought to our family.

Bye Yuki, this time for real eh?! Stay good and make more friends in heaven. Love ya!