I am from a family of pet lovers. I love our pets but never really took much of a responsibility on them because of my “busy” life. Last June, my friend from the office gave me a pet dog, which was supposedly hers but never really have a time to take care of. Since the dog looked cute and is just small and easy to handle, I agreed. Named him Kenji since all the recent dogs in the family have Japanese names (We have Shinji and Chibi) After all, I thought my mom would take care of him most of the time and I’ll just play with him when I have time.
But you know, I would attest to people saying that taking care of a pet makes you more responsible for your actions. I told myself I would not really be hands-on with him but well, to my surprise, I was! Not because he’s gone already but really, there are a lot of good things I can say about Kenji. He was very hyper; he’s everyone’s pick-me-upper even if he’s borderline naughty. He has this favourite cheetah plushie who has died countless times already because he’s “killing” it always.
He’s also very sweet. He loves making himself comfortable in everyone’s presence. But then he’s very brave as well. He knows who to attack and when. Kenji is also a friendly dog. A neighbour just moved nearby and they have a pet dog who has become his BFF when he was still here. Sadly, when I go home tomorrow, I will never see his pa-bibo barks and running-towards-me already. It was really good while it lasted. I will forever miss and love this beautiful dog.