Koby

I can’t concentrate on work today. I feel agitated. Koby, the dog of my father in Carmona, is sick. Me and Koby had never been close, hell, I could count in my fingers our few encounter. Koby is a Labrador. He has been my Father’s and my brother’s pet since I was in college. His loud barking always give me a scare whenever I visit Father in Carmona. He terrified me. Over the years however, me and him seemed to go along very well, a bond which I couldn’t understand. I am not fond of dogs, or any animals for that matter. I am a stranger to any feelings of attachment other beings felt for animals such as dogs and cat. But I unconsciously grew fond of Koby. Maybe my Father’s, “Koby would not do anything harm to you, don’t worry” soothed my nerves. We meet only a few times, but whenever I’m in Carmona I would always throw foods on his way so he would not bark at me anymore. I would open the door / the gate where my Father locked him so he could lay off somewhere else, at his own choice. There was one experience with Koby that I could not forget. It was Sunday. We always met on Sunday. Mother and Father woke up early to buy groceries in the nearby market. They briefly woke me up to tell me that I would be alone, but to not worry because Koby is with me, he was lying next to the bed. I said okay. I returned to sleep. After a while, I woke up to a sound of scratching. It was Koby. I just lay there, then fall asleep once again. I woke up, made an effort to look about me and saw Koby lying at the side of the bed, sleeping. It was pure comfort. He never moved away from my side the entire time. It made my heart ache right now thinking about it. What more with my Father who shared thousand memories with Koby, it must be so hard. I do not know what is going on, we know he is sick, maybe because he is getting old, perhaps it was negligence on our part as pet owners. This was not the first time he got sick. When he was a year old or so my brother took him to the vet 50/50, he survived. This time it is a lump in his chest, my Father told us. This time it just Father and him. My brother got married. Financial support at this time is scarce. I am left frustrated. I did what I know I could. I tried to do further research for some home remedies cure. I promised my Father to get him to the vet when money arrives this week, hopefully it arrives this week, we don’t deserve you, Koby, but we are praying that you endure and give us more days until hope arrives. Don’t leave my Father just yet.