I’m feeling really sad these past two days.
I’ve not had a good night sleep, because I’ve been having sad dreams.
Two nights ago, I dreamt that Sushi my loyal Shih Tzu died by turning into a piece of ham.
Last night I dreamt that he died.
I’m really depressed. Last night my wife told me that my sister told her that Sushi is still waiting for me to come home every night.
A new neighbour moved in next to my parent’s house, and they have the same car as me.
My heart breaks when I think of Sushi being disappointed day after day.
I think dogs don’t have memories and can’t reason. So imagine him waking up every day wondering where I am, and then day after day, evening after evening having his poor little heart broken when I don’t turn up.
I really miss my doggy. Now I realize that I’ve been pouring quite a lot of effort in my Facebook Pet Pupz to compensate for this feeling of guilt.
Poey Chin thinks I’m being silly of course. But I guess you won’t understand if you’ve never owned a dog.
I’m going back to see Sushi this weekend. I miss him terribly.
Hang in there Sushi, ko ko (elder brother) is coming home soon!