Last weekend Sushi was at my parents house, so we made a trip there.
I finally got to meet Sushi again after more than a year. He is now living with my mom’s cousin because he can’t stay in my condo, and my parents are not at home most of the time.
As I stepped in the door, I could see he wasn’t as active as before. Sushi will be seven years old in a few months time so I guess this is a sign of his maturity and aging.
Previously he would be jumping up to greet me, and will be running around in excitement. Now, he just wags his tail going round in circles smelling everything.
The first thing I did was to kneel down and pet him, and he kept smelling me.
Rachel was so excited she keep shouting his name through the evening, “Sushi! Sushi! Sushi!”
She was so curious but afraid at the same time.
My father carried Daryl and he was much braver. He just looked at Sushi and kept smiling, wanting to touch Sushi.
The funny thing is, Sushi is much more obedient than my kids.
Physically he looks the same but I could see he has grown older, more stable.
He no longer followed me around, maybe I am not his master any more but just someone in his past.
One habit he still has, is to sit at the feet of anyone who sat down at the dining table. I was eating some desserts when he came over and gave me this familiar look.
“Give me a biscuit please”
After I ignored him a while, he resumed lying down on the floor but kept an eye on me, in case I changed my mind.
It was nice to see him again, it was the same feeling you get when you see an old friend.
Always at the back of my mind, there was this regret and sadness that he could no longer be with me.
I feel so sad to remember how, after I got married and moved out of my parents home, he kept waiting in the front door for me to come home every evening.
We’ve had so many wonderful memories together, I hope he still remembers me in his doggy dreams.
Now he has a new home with more people to pamper and play with him, so I know he is in a good place.
I miss him so much.