Bumbum, was the very first dog I have ever owned, my mom did not want him in our house so she decided to let my aunt take care of it, and now he's gone. And guess what? He had died for almost 8 months now..and I didn't know about it. No one told me about it. My mom hide it from me, my family hide it from me..So how did I came to find out about it? While my family and I were walking at High Street, I saw this cute doggy who looks exactly like bumbum, I told my sister that I miss bumbum and she accidentally blurted out : "Did you know that bumbum already died?" My heart stopped. I asked her "when?" and she told me that it happened a long time ago..around april. I asked my mom if she knows about this. She nodded. My heart died. Hot tears started to fill my eyes. At that point, I did not care if the public saw me crying. My heart aches so bad that I want numbness to crawl over me. I walked out on them and went straight to my car. I drove home. I felt betrayed. No one told me about it, I don't really care if the reason is to protect me from an emotional breakdown, because as an owner, I have the right to know about it. Until now, my heart is aching, I miss bumbum. If he is listening right now, I just want to say that I'm sorry that I let them take you away from me. I am sorry that I was not there when you are growing up. I am sorry for just not being there especially when your life was taken away. I am sorry for not being there in your burial. I am sorry. I miss you so bad and I love you. I know its too late, but I want to say thank you for the company. I know that you are in a better place now..It just hurts that I did not do anything about it...I'm sorry.
bumbum riding the car
P.S.To all the doglovers, petlovers out there..cherish every moment because a pet's life is so short to be taken for granted..
