The Blessing That is Blessy

“Dogs die. But dogs live, too. Right up until they die, they live. They live brave, beautiful lives. They protect their families. And love us, and make our lives a little brighter, and they don’t waste time being afraid of tomorrow.” – Dan Gemeinhart

It was late April 2012 when my cousin, Arvin, brought these two mini-pinschers into our lives.

They were named Boknoy and Blessy.  But if you ask my cousin’s wife, Tweetty, the names are Lucky and Blessy. Lucky is male and Blessy is female.

Look at how tiny they were!

When Arvin learned that sibling dogs of different sexes who grow up together in the same house run the risk of inbreeding, he left Blessy in our care.  She lived in a spacious cage in the garage.

We felt that the cage was a lonely place for Blessy so we take her out of the cage on special occasions.

We blew my birthday cake.

She was with me one Valentine’s day.

She comforted Joaqui from the New Year’s Day revelry.

My cousin and I were the crazy dog people who think the siblings can communicate through Skype.

When Blessy was pregnant, she moved from the cage to the house.

Like a pro, she single-handedly gave birth to these puppies on her own.  I was out that day and when I came back she already had puppies.

Arvin had to help her nurse her puppies, though.

She permanently stayed inside the house after giving birth. One of her favorite places in the house was my couch. We had to cover it with blanket to prevent her fur from sticking to the slipcover. 

She loves sleeping on pillows and…

… on any surface with foam.

And if there weren’t any soft surfaces, she would scrunch up a fabric to serve as her mat.

I would like to believe that her most favorite place to hang out was on my lap.

She liked to be with me while I worked.

Even if I was too busy to be bothered, she just wanted to be with me.

She sometimes fell asleep while waiting for me to finish what I was doing on my laptop.

When I had chikungunya, I was in bed for days.  Having Blessy beside me gave me comfort that all is well in the world.

She was one prayerful dog. She had a special seat in front of the altar. Whenever it was time to pray the rosary, she would go to her seat and pray with us.  And when she sensed that it took too long for me to go and sit beside her to pray, she would go to my room and bark as if telling me it was time to pray. Every Sunday, the minister goes to the house so that my uncle who is unable to go to church can receive communion. Blessy would insist to be brought to her seat at the altar so that she, too, can hear God’s words.

She was a sweet, sweet dog.  She was always happy to see me whenever I arrive home after being away for work or vacation.  She always showered me with kisses.

She had a quiet side…

… but not for long! She was very hyperactive especially when she sensed that Arvin was just around the corner. She was our Arvin alarm. Ha!

Her loyalty remained with Arvin. She knew he loved her first.

But I know in my heart, she loved me, too. She knew I love her, too.

It broke my heart to see her nose bled two weeks ago. 

She was not her usual bubbly self a week before that.  We thought she just liked to stay in because the weather was cold.

We sent her to the vet and we found out she had Ehrlichiosis and Anaplasmosis. These are diseases caused by ticks. We did not notice the ticks because they were small and she had jet black fur.  The bacteria caused her platelets to drop and inflamed her pancreas. She stayed with the vet for five days. Arvin and Tweetty brought her to their house to look after her.

Last night, Tweetty messaged to tell me they sent Blessy to the vet. Blessy had difficulty standing and had low oxygen in her blood. I told Tweetty I will visit Blessy today.  When I woke up early this morning, I got a message from Tweetty that Blessy did not make it.

My heart broke and is still breaking.  I miss her. Terribly.

I take comfort in knowing that heaven is smiling to welcome such an angel.

Hug Papa, Mama and Peachy for me, Bless!



“If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.” – Will Rogers

Peachy

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Four years ago, we welcomed this cutie pie into our home. She was supposed to stay with my cousin but she did not get along with the other dogs in their house so she was brought to our care.  She was named Twinkle but we renamed her Peachy because she was a Japanese Spitz. (Spitz. Pitz. Pitzy. Peachy. Yeah, we are not that creative with names.)

Look how cute she was!  She blended well with the stuff toys.

She was so small then and she would sleep soundly on my lap while I work.

Sometimes she slept on the chair beside me.

But whenever she was awake, she was busy.  She was often on a hunt for rodents in the house. She would do whatever it takes to hunt them down.

She would also do whatever it takes to beg for food.

We could not resist these puppy dog eyes.

She could pirouette to catch her food.

Oh, the things she did for food!

She would wait patiently whenever we were busy in the kitchen.

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She was a very photogenic dog.

She made me look better in photos whenever we took selfies together…

… even though she sometimes rolled her eyes at the frequency of the selfies.

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She really brought joy to our lives.

The sad truth of having dogs in the house is that there are no happy endings. There is always a rain cloud hovering over for a possible downpour- a possibility of saying goodbye to them early because they live shorter lives than us humans.

That possibility became reality yesterday.

Peachy was not feeling well last week. It might be caused by something she ate. We sent her to the vet last Saturday. We visited her Monday and she was sleeping. It was quite a different demeanor compared to the last time she was confined where she was pleading to go home.  Two days after, we got that dreaded call from the vet that she did not survive.

And our heartaches began. Tears would flow every time we remember her.

Farewell, Peachy. Thank you for the happy years you shared with us!  Joaqui, Blessy and Ate Karen miss you so much.

No, we all miss you! We love you!

“Such short little lives our pets have to spend with us, and they spend most of it waiting for us to come home each day. It is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives and even how much closer we become with each other because of them.”  – John Grogan, Marley and Me

God’s Love

Early this year, I found these verses in the Bible.

Philippians 4: 4-9

4 Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice!
5 Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near.
6 Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.
7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
8 Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy–think about such things.
9 Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me–put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.

I pray. I try to pray as often as I can- whenever I need to talk to Him. However, I have to admit there are nights when I just sleep without saying my prayers.  I am the kind of person who fervently prays to God when deeply troubled yet forgets to regularly pray when life is sweet. I am human. I am a sinner. Yet when I am feeling low, God is always there for me.

Over the weekend, I was feeling terrible. There were things I wanted to get done that did not get done. There were things that I wanted to happen that did not happen. These were simple things yet it felt like a heartbreak even if I did not know what a heartbreak feels like. I was emotional yet I kept a straight face. Then I remembered those verses. I prayed. I convinced myself that my worries will end for God knows what is in my heart. I still slept with worries but with some ray of hope.

Then something magical happened. I got things done today and I felt God’s hands in my life as I received some good news. There is really nothing to worry about.

A Letter for a Dear Friend

Dear Friend,

I may be the last person who has words of wisdom on matters of the heart. When it comes to love, the best advice I can muster is ‘Go for it!” This advice is not really helpful especially in what I presume you are feeling right now. I have to admit that in the past few days I have been thinking about love. It is more about your love life than mine. I vicariously live through others’ love lives. Ha! You know how smitten I am about the thought of seeing you find true love.  I know you will find one someday. I even believe that you will find one soon more than I believe I would find one for myself in the distant future.

And because I am not good at giving love advice and I want to give an unsolicited one, I borrowed words from other people (some random and anonymous) who may have rich experiences on this subject.

You are one of the few people I know who live and breathe service for others not because it is the right thing to do but because it is in your nature to do so. “You were born that way”, sabi ni Lady Gaga.  So the following advice is hard for you to do.  I know you have tried this before and it worked, albeit temporarily. It might work again.

You need to care less  because you need to prepare for the difficult part.

I realize how true these words are.

There are just battles we need to let go.

I know there will be times when you can’t help but think about that person.

In time, you will find this kind of happiness.

They say that only then can you start to open your heart to another.

And you will realize this:

I know in my heart that this will happen for you.

The heartaches will soon be forgotten.

I do not know what the future holds but this is something to look forward to.

I know you are not the type of person who will drop someone in a heartbeat. It helps to know that those who wish to be part of your life will find a way back in.

Of all the words I borrowed, this I am sure.

Know that I will always be here for you. Probably, with my cats or dogs. I’m more of a dog person. 😀

Love,
Kat

Let’s Move & Let’s Love

I just celebrated my 35th birthday last week. Two friends and I had a joint celebration. It was a simple dinner with friends. The night was full of laughter as we tried to catch up with each other’s lives.  It is during birthdays that I feel a renewed sense of hope and love.

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A birthday, for me, is a gift- another year and another chance to do things better.  To do things better is to do things with love. Little acts of love matter.  Sometimes we think we are insignificant specks in the universe. We are not. Think about the Higgs boson particle. Too nerdy? How about a mosquito?

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Acts of love do not have to be grand gestures. In my case, I enjoy the little things like the after-dinner conversation and laughter with my aunts, a hug from a pet, sharing an entertaining video with my cousin or a simple, touching message from  a friend.  It is in the little things that people (and animals) share with me that I feel loved the most.

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Because a birthday is a new year for me, I commit to spread love through good vibes, positive attitude, warm smile and good food. The foodie in me had to say that last bit.

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Clearly, my mind wanders around food. Ha! Today is my uncle’s birthday. We had a simply lunch with family. I cooked two dishes. I may not have the money to buy him an expensive gift but I do have the time and energy to cook Fried Wontons and Crispy Shrimp Pasta.

Our tummies are filled with good food (and love).

How about you? What simple acts of love do you want to commit doing?

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