He was an active and naughty boy, his weight is just like a female's body weight - 48kg and his name is Twinkle.
The first time I met him was four years ago, he barked at me because I was a stranger to him. I laughed when i was told that his name is "Twinkle" because his was big but with such a cute name.
At first, we used to bring him for evening walk, but its also only that few times, the main reason was because he would bark at us all the time if we brought him out. He became naughtier if we "too friend" with him. Even though he was very naughty, but i still like to say goodbye to him before I leave for work :)
Last week, he got sick. The servant said he got food poisoning. His body became weaker and he didn't even have the energy to walk.We brought him to the vet, he was being laid on the "bed" and given glucose drip. When he was back, we were hoping he would get well but he still looked weak and refused to eat and drink.
I cried and even dreamt of Twinkle on Sunday night. I dreamt that he recoved and even played with me...
Yesterday night, It was the last time I've spoken to him and petted him. He still refused to drink water and eat. We were so worried about him but we were helpless.
This morning, I saw him laying motionless and stiff on the floor. At that moment my heart just fell apart. I was stunned and cried again.. He passed away...
I wished that I could bring him for a walk again but now I couldn't already.
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