Because I am just a dog

[gannie]

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I just thought of sharing this piece from an old school paper

BECAUSE I'M JUST A. . .
by ValSem

It was a starless and stormy night. the rain was heavily pouring its weight on the face of the
earth. The shribs on the wayside danced with the wind as if jubilant at seeing me crawling to my grave. I was as helpless as a puny boat against huge tides resisting the rain which stroke like peebles on my back. I almost couldn't endure the stiffening coldness of the night and my brain began to cease thinking and i knew death was coming. But still I went on. My fading hope instantly bacame vivid when I saw a dwelling - your home. I then tried not to give up, not to lose consciousness for i knew I was going to be saved. Slowly, I made my way to your porch - dazily. In front your door, I laid moaning...waiting to be saved.

Then suddenly it opened, with a heat coming from inside warming my heart, waking my mind. I saw your eyes - shocked, they conveyed an apology to my fate.
You let me in and covered my limp and wet body with a warm blanket. Your tenderness
reminding me of my "Ma" who was very caring and affectionate. But sad ro say, she left us for an unknown reason leaving us all in vain and me suffering this fate.
You were an angel to my eyes. I was cery grateful to you, grateful enough to the extent of giving up my life when you should need it. Then I closed my eyes. My nightmare was over.
I began to regain strength and was gaining weight. A million thanks to you my friend.
We were good friends, wherever you went, you often took me for company. We always went
hunting into the woods often I did the things I hesitated to do before, and I did them in my own volition. I found myself oftentimes chasing wild pigs and fighting phutons. Yes, I risked my life. As long as as I lived I shall dedicate it to you. I owed it to you anyway.
My heroic acts didn't just happen there in the woods. I carried it even into your house - our
house. I kept our place intact, free from outsiders. It happened not just once that i woke you up in my effort to keep our place untouched bu intruders.
Then one day, an incident which dramatically changed our relationship happened. While having
our usual stroll, we met some friends of yours. You intruduced me to them and at an instant I felt their interest in me. It was a different kind of interest which covered my whole being with terror. Their rude manners, their laughter, revealed their inner hearts. In them was nothing human. there were only evil hearts which made them like humans.
With a slight glancing at me, they requested you something which seemed most puzzling. They
pressured you and I heard you said, "I'll think abot it". My intuition signalled danger coming but I just did not heed for you were with me. I believe then that you could never forsaken me. "He will protect me", heard myself saying.
The night came, you were indeed thinking. You looked bothered and restless. Finally, I followed
you out to the porch where you once saved me. Staring into deep space, you kept sighing. Yes You were indeed bothered. I wanted to help you. But how could I? I wanted to say, "Don't mind them , boss", But how? I just couldn't. It seems that I am conditioned for different actions when conveying something. Then once again we closed oue eyes.
This morning, I roamed around our territory stopping on a number of corners. Putting some
"marks" that would further indicate our place. My conscious mind momentarily forgot my anxiety but my subconscious one didn't. I was enjoying my daily routine when you suddenly appeared and slowly and tenderly smoothened my head. Though you did this to me so often, I felt that something was wrong. I was right because at an instant you tied a rope around my neck and led me to the rear of the the house - this time your house.
There stood your barkadas, smiling, jubilant at there victory. I couldn't believe my eyes, You, the person I trusted and loved, the one I riked my life for, you. . . you have betrayed me. You have withstood your guilt. Why?Why? Is it because I'm just a. . .
Your friends tied my legs - the four of them. And as I laid there helpless you came with a steel
tube in your hand, tapping it with the other. You stood over my fast-breathing body. I searched for your eyes hoping to see them like before. I saw them but nothing of pity nor love. You all had the same kind of eyes. So I offered myself to surrender and just closed my eyes waiting for the fatal blow. . . POG! I felt the impact. Something squeezed the air out of me like a giant fist. Blood raced to my brain and my heart cooperated pounding slowly. . . and slowly. In the nexr instant, all was darkness and silence. Then finally, I permanently closed my eyes.
My friend, my life was once in chaos and you gave it meaning, now you're taking it back from
me. Take it! As a manifestation of my gratitude, I offer it to you. I should accept it, if this is all it takes to be a DOG.

(Valsem dedicated this composition to his brother whose birthday is feared by "man's best friend".)

[potterboy]

ahay. kaluoy. i never liked dogs when i was younger. but when i bought a pug, everything changed. i hate people who do this to their pets.

i even consider my pug as my 'child'.

[stacy_gurl]

ka harsh pud ani nila oi...

[chaz03]

wat d!!!!!grbe sd n.ana nga mga tao oi...nvr mn q kthnk jd og mga n.ana sa q pet or sa ubn pets

[Blackhawk]

Luoya oi...

[Nutley]

grrrrrrrrrrr! if makakita kog tawo nga magsalbahis ug dog,magsurok jud akong dugo.lami pod kaayo sila patiran.

@gannie: nice kaayo ni nga piece of story,bro.thanks sa post

[chaz03]

wa jd ny mga pulos mga tao na mga n.ana!!!

[Xenodike]

hala ka harsh oi.. nka hilak jud ko.. luoy kaau ang dog