Having pets is like having a friend and a new member of the family. Losing them is just as difficult as losing a friend. I knew how it felt like and letting go of our pet who has been with us for about four years and we went through a period of grieving. He was my little guy. I gave him my time, love and affection. It was hard for me to provide him a new home and coping up was difficult. There's something inside me that tells not to give him up but it only caused much pain to myself too. I want to think I'm that bad letting him go but keeping him longer means risking my older daughter's health condition more. The doctor advised us to get rid of pet and that made me decide to finally have someone to adopt him. If you're going to ask me how I feel now? It's been many months ago and yes, I still miss him.
Okay. That was my story and my pet. The story I would be pressing now is also about the two fur babies that welcomed us at Dive and Trek last summer. Probably, you were thinking who they were and how they've become a part of our life just for a day. We just met them at the resort. They're not actually babies anymore. Bogart, the white furry dog, is almost in his senior years and could hardly walk. He's a little overweight and his aging years prevent him to move fast.
The black furry one is Max. Both dogs kept us company the whole day and became our tour guide, security force that team up together and instant friends at the resort.
My older daughter is not really a lover of petite dog. She never ever once cuddle our pet but she never hates our pet shih-tzu. She doesn't like a toy breed kind of pet. She would always tell me that she wants to adopt a sporting dog to be her jogging buddy. During our stay at the resort, we felt at home and comfortable with these two doggies. She had this instant connection with them and wished we could take these two doggies home.
The whole day at the resort was made fun with both Bogart and Max. Bogart even swam himself and joined with us to the raft.
Max was sweeter and would always impressed us by rolling himself over the sand and doing some tricks.
We knew that these two doggies felt that they're loved. The Mendiolables however are dog lovers. They own a dog named Dengue.
This is my daughter with Max up close.
Bidding goodbye was such a hard thing to do. In our whole day trip, we felt like we knew him for life. What could this doggy telling my daughter a few moments before we left the resort? Sometimes the dogs try to speak for themselves and figure out how to express their feelings by growling, barking or rolling on the ground.
We bid goodbye to all the staff at the resort. We looked into Max's eyes and said goodbye too. He was deeply sad. We probably couldn't hear him say a word but we knew what he exactly wanted to say.
Off we went on the boat one by one. When we're all boarded and the boatman started to sail the boat away, we we're surprised because Max jumped off the water and swam himself heading to our vessel.
The boatman instructed him to swim back the shore because we were already moving away and getting deeper in the sea. We we're touched by his gesture and left the resort with our heart badly broken. As I zoomed-in my camera, I saw Max's eyes in tears.
Oh,.. Max, you just don't know I feel ..