One of a Kind, yes you are.

I almost done feel like writing this letter to you today girl. I'm a little tired of crying and well, writing to you always seems to have this effect on me. But there's just so much to tell you and also, I think this is perhaps a good indicator of how well I'm recovering from losing you. Sometime though, in some masochistic manner, I don't want this pain to go away. I feel like I would have done you a great wrong if I think of you and I don't well up, I don't feel that lump in my throat, I don't feel that hot sting in my eye and I don't feel my heart shatter.

Anyway, Mummy went to the doctor again today for another consultation on her leg. It sounds bad but it's really good news. They found a tumour on her back, it's benign and after her Taiwan holiday, she'll go for her operation on the 24th. This time, all the symptoms match the diagnosis which is really really good. It means the diagnosis is correct or at least comes very close and after the operation, hopefully she'll regain full feel and control of her legs and she'll be out and about once more. I like to believe you're still being the wonderful, loyal servant and watching over her in heaven. Or maybe you're just at God's right hand, using your nose to nudge Him into helping her. Heh, it sounds blasphemous but at this rate, maybe we should start the beautification process for you!

I went running today. Saw a lot of dogs along the way and it naturally, I'm reminded of you. Yet the association with them only comes as far as you're both dogs. Somehow, I never saw another dog and went, "hey, she looks like melou" or "hey, she behaves like melou". The closest was probably that maltese we saw at the vet when we brought you there THAT day yet while Mummy echoed my thoughts and said "look like melou right?", deep in my heart, I thought "No, you're one of a kind." And I'm not just saying that coz I'm madly in love with you, well, love blinds so we don't really know, but you are always one of a kind to me. Your maddeningly cute looks, your warm behaviour, your quiet self.

I'll end here. If you must know, I'm merely tearing and choking up a little whilst writing this. No longer engulfed by my emotions and sobbing uncontrollably. I still miss you though and I hope you're doing well my good friend, take care of yourself and be a little more sociable with the other dogs k, you're always so unwilling to play with them.