YWednesday, December 10, 2008' 11:43 PM
Just finish reading my BOOK OF THE YEAR Marley And Me. It’s a book filled of tears and laughter. It made me laughed like mad and cried like mad. Why I blog about this book you may ask, CUZ this is the FIRST book that made me cry!
Alright, so this is the part that made me cry:
I walked back inside and asked the doctor if I could have a couple of minutes with him. She warned me that he was heavily sedated. “Take all the time you need,” she said. I found him unconscious on the stretcher on the floor, an IV shunt on his forearm. I got down on my knees and ran my fingers through his fur, the way he liked it. I ran my hand down his back. I lifted each floppy ear in my hands. I pulled his lips up and look at his lousy teeth. I picked up a front paw and cupped it in my hand. Then I dropped my forehead against his and sat there for a long time, as if I could telegraph a message through our two skulls, from my brain to his. I wanted to make him understand some things.
“You know all the stuffs we have always said about you?” I whispered. “What a total pain you are? Don’t believe it. Don’t believe it for a minute, Marley.” He needed to know that and something more too. There was something I had never told him, that no one ever had. I wanted him to hear it before he went. “Marley,” I said. “You’re a great dog.” Perhaps some of you may think that there is nothing to cry about. But, I feel that when i am face with a matter of life and death and I have to make the decision for my loved ones because they are too sick themselves to make a decision I don’t think I will bear to let them go just like that. Not even my Dog. I hope that when she (Choco) gets old, I won’t have to make this type of decisions. Not for any of my loved ones too.
In the end, Marley was put to sleep. He went with dignity. But he will always be remembered by his owners because he is not only a dog that causes trouble, he was a good companion and was always there for them when they needed him.
