MMMiii!

Sayonara itoshii hito mada wasurerarenai anata no koto
Sayonara no hitokoto de owatte shimau nante… kanashii yo

Billy dog is gone.

It’s funny, because I was just watching Dog of Flanders last night and I cried and cried my heart out in the last 30 minutes of the animated movie.

It’s basically a boy and a dog who’s got a very good bond of friendship show

And Billy is dead too. Mama said that even before BokBok bit Billy’s balls off, his behind was already swollen. I told Pop to bring him to the vet but … we don’t really have the money for a vet. He would require surgery which would cost about P7000 not including additional medication.

*sigh*

Let me tell you something about Billy.

Billy is a furry dog who doesn’t look so white anymore because he’s always dirty. He’s always lying around in the dirtiest places in the backyard.

His breed? We assume he’s a Japanese Spitz, because when he first arrived he was so white and really furry. But because they eat table food (or human food), and we weren’t feeding proper doggie food, his fur kind of went down and thinned a bit.

His age? To be honest, no one knows. We got him around 1999. It was funny, because he’s not really our dog. Nanny was walking Milly, one of our dogs, one fine morning then this white dog followed them everywhere, and until Nanny and Milly got back home. Then he also went inside the house. Then Nanny said, “Haha! You’re ours now!” And from then on, he was ours. We named him Billy to match Milly’s name.

He wasn’t that young when we got him. Probably 2 or 3 years old. No one really knows, since he’s what we call, the “dognapped dog”. So that makes his age 7+x years old.

He’s got a lot of eccentricities. When he really likes the food, like soup with rice and meat, he pees on all the doggie bowls so no one will touch them. Then he’d be so full, he’d puke everything he ate. One time I was walking past him and he suddenly fell over leg up and wagged his tail, asking for a tummy scratch. He also likes sitting on the big chair in the kitchen. Pop gets mad and throws him off, and tips the chair forward against a table so Billy wouldn’t climb on it, but Billy is wise. He bumps it and goes back to his “throne.”

Billy once ate a rabbit. One of the rabbits at home… We used to have two, then he ate one. He and Milly. I thought they just caught a rat from the screaming we heard, apparently it was the rabbit already. I remember going out to see, and I saw bloody fur on Billy’s mouth, and his eyes were scary, or maybe I was just seeing red. The scene is hazy for me, and I only remember it as that, it was in red tint.

We always had to give Billy the biggest bones, and for the other dogs, the smaller ones. Even when he’s lost most of his teeth, he still insisted on having the big bones.

Billy had the hots for Poknat, and this led to his death. Well, sped up his death, rather. His behind was already swelling, and then BokBok had to get jealous and bite Billy’s balls off. I wanted to bring him to the vet next door, but… We’re broke. So we called up a public vet and they said they were closed on Sundays.

The next day, Billy seemed fine. His guts weren’t spilling out, and he didn’t seem to be bleeding. Heck, he was running around. So we thought he’d be okay. We pretended to think he’d be okay.

Ten days later, I saw him walking around but his behind was bleeding again. I told Pop that maybe we need to bring him to the vet after all. But… We’re broke.

Billy probably jumped in the storage room and got too weak to get out. The storage room had a hole in its door… It was too late in the night to go check it out… Mama found Billy in a corner in the storeroom, lifeless.

Papa put him in a black garbage bag and had the garbagemen pick him up because we had no place to bury him here.

Billy. I love you. I know you’ll be happy wherever you are. You can probably find bones there.

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