Goodbye

Our dear friend Wilfee crossed the rainbow bridge today. A very sad day indeed.

How does a dog... halfway around the world touch our lives so much? He did touched mine by the beautiful words of his friend Angus.

 

photo courtesy from Wilf the PON

Goodbye to my sweet lil friend Wilfee. Run free. You will be very missed by all of us all over the world. Your life has touched so many especially mine. You will be sorely missed.

Run free Wilfee.

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A Day of the KabOOOms

Its almost 5pm and the rain is still pouring lots of cats and dogs. We are suppose to go on the road today to Kuala Lumpur this evening, but looking at how bad the rain is going, i think we'll shelved that till tomorrow morning. I don't do night driving very well and heavy rain don't help. With precious cargo with me, i guess tomorrow would be a better option.

After lunch today, i got both dad and Boy packing quickly. I told them... we have bright sunshine... i think we can leave this evening. Both grumbled under their breaths and started packing. I used to pack for both of them but they got lazy after that. Then there's the issue of not being able to find things. For the last few trips, they have been packing their stuffs on their own. Mom used to do all the packing for both of them.

At 4 sharp, it started to rain and rain.. and still raining now.

KABOOOOOOOOMMMM!

MAYDAY MAYDAY... we got hit! we got hit! MAYDAY MAYDAY...

Now its 8 hours later. After a very heavy dinner at the cafe and Harry Potter, we came back to a very happy Dommy who's been left home alone with just the tv on to keep him company. We just went out for 4 hours. But to a fluffy, 4 hours would seem like eternity. He greets us with so much happiness that it seems like we've been gone for days.

After the Kaboom... our electricity tripped and everything was darkness. I did mention that i live on thunder lane. When there's rain and thunder, its best to just lie low and just switch off the internet and everything else. Today i decided to drag on a wee bit longer as i was waiting for a response from work. And the kaboom did the honours and switched everything off for me. *LOL*

Its Piper's birthday today and he's 6. Its been 6 years since this little fiesty fella came to us.

Piper (puppy year)

One morning, my sister came up to me and said... i think i want to have a dog. As usual, i'll go on about dog keeping and loads of stuffs and responsibilities and the fact that we were living in an apartment and out the whole day working. Keeping a dog would be quite out of the question at that moment.

In the evening when i came home, there was Piper greeting me with a tiny woof. And there was sis... smiling sweetly. She went.. tadaaaaaaaaaaa!

We never have a dog living IN the house all our lives as kids. We did have dogs... many dogs.. but they all live in their big doghouse in the garden. And there was this tiny little fella in his dog crate staring back at me. *LOL* And that was 6 years ago.

I grew to love him and he became my best friend while i was still living my swinging days in Kuala Lumpur. He took care of me and stayed beside me all the time when i was sick. Sometimes checking on me by sniffing near my nose to check whether i was still alive.. *LOL*

We fed him a lot of green peas with his kibbles when he was little. He loves oranges and sweet potato. And he's fat. Overweight. It came about after he was "fixed".

He has destroyed quite a lot of stuffies but the longest lasting one is his Pikachu.

Piper & Pikachu

This little dog is quite a funny sort. Always fiesty and have a mind of his own. Stubborn and never went for obedience school. Still as stubborn as ever... and still very fiesty. But very cultured. Somehow, he doesn't quite like to mix with other dogs. Even Dom. But he does love Dommy's company.

Piper has an air about him and probably thinks that he's human. He struts when you say that he's handsome and when you put his collar with the red bell on him, he's automatically transformed into a flamboyant pooch.

He got tons of nicknames over the years. From his name Piper, some people (who is hard on hearing) calls his Wiper or Viper.

Using the dog age calculator at Pedigree.. here's how old our little guy is.
(here's the link http://www.pedigree.com/02All-Things-Dog/Dog-Age-Calculator/Default.aspx)

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In human years, your dog is 40 years old and is considered a senior dog. 

40?? are you sure??

We are all packed and ready to go :) We are just waiting for morning light and then we can be on our way. We'll take some pictures of our pawty and come back next week to share with you guys. Hope you all have a wonderful weekend.

Our paws, fingers and toes are crossed for Sam. He just had a operation to remove some lumps. Do jump over to visit him.

And dear Wilfee... many life lessons to learn from the PON. My must visit each day.

To da Booker Man and Asa... thanks a lot for the early birthday wishes for Piper.

The Journey Home

For our dear friend Wilf, may your journey home be smooth. And no more pain.

A Slice of Heaven is the Heartbeat at Your Feet

Just A Dog

From time to time, people tell me, "lighten up, it's just a dog,"
or, "that's a lot of money for just a dog."

They don't understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs involved for "just a dog."

Some of my proudest moments have come about with "just a dog."

Many hours have passed and my only company was "just a dog,"
but I did not once feel slighted.

Some of my saddest moments have been brought about by "just a dog,"
and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of "just a dog"
gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day.

If you, too, think it's "just a dog," then you will probably understand
phrases like "just a friend," "just a sunrise," or "just a promise."

"Just a dog" brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust,
and pure unbridled joy.

"Just a dog" brings out the compassion and patience that make me a better person.

Because of "just a dog", I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future.

So for me and folks like me, it's not "just a dog"
but an embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future,
the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment.

"Just a dog" brings out what's good in me and diverts my thoughts away
from myself and the worries of the day.

I hope that someday they can understand that it's not "just a dog",
but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being
"just a man or woman."

So the next time you hear the phrase "just a dog"
just smile...
because they "just don't understand."

by Richard A. Biby

Some of you might have read the above before... while for some others many many times before. I've read it many times. But i still go back and read it.

Each morning, before i start my work, usually i'll browse through some of your sites. I've made quite a lot of  dog and cat friends these past months in the bloggieworld. So many that sometimes, i find it hard to visit all of you in a day. There are always some of my favourites and there's this one dog in France which i always love to visit and to read about his life and his daily adventures.

His smiles brings a silly grin to my face while i am enjoying my coffee. He has the most joyful face. His stories told by his beloved owner are most entertaining. His PONderings are most endearing.

I only know what a PON means after i stumbled upon Wilf's blog. A PON is a Polski Owczarek Nizinny, Polish for Polish Lowland Sheepdog. Before that, a PON to me is just a sound that a horn makes.

Wilf is my favourite PON. He is sick now. Reading about him brings tears to my eyes. Yes.. its just a dog. Why am i crying over a dog. And its not even a dog that i know personally. Its just a dog that i read about on bloggieland.

You will understand if you have a dog and you love your dog as much as he/she loves you.

The Power of the Paw is most needed now for Wilf. Reach out to him at Wilf the PON and send him some love.

 

Wilf