Things that we lose have its way of coming back to us again

Well, in my case, it was not a thing...but my poodle dog (aga) who got lost yesterday.

This what happened:

Aga and Cholo my two dogs had their baths early Sunday morning. They love to play in our garage after taking a bath...

Our helper who were looking after them was asked to go somewhere...while aga was left in our garage...playing with my old sandals. Cholo on the other hand was too lazy to play and went back to his bed.

All along we thought Aga was just in the garage. Just when I was about to hopped in my car, our helper told me that Aga was nowhere in sight. Panic rising....all four of us (my mom, dad, me and our helper) searched the whole village for our lost dog. Still...he was not found. We decided to report it in the barangay. According to our neighbor, he saw a car stopped in front of our house. My mom then concluded that perhaps Aga was 'dognapped". As i was about to interrogate our neighbor about "the color of the car, model, plate number- just in case he noticed it", another neighbor approached us and told us that he saw a vendor playing with our dog. Now again, we thought that certain vendor kidnapped my precious Aga. I was too angry because there were rumors circulating in our village that vendors often "dognapped" dogs to "kill and eat" or to sell and earn money from it.

That day, we also had to go somewhere to buy some gifts for my mom and dad's friends. All day, we've been thinking about what happened to Aga. we've been hoping and praying that whoever that vendor is, would not kill Aga.

I felt so sad...I prayed and asked God to help Aga find his way home...i made a promise to God (i told Him that i would give up one of my dreams...just as long as i see Aga again) i made that promise because that's how precious Aga is to me...

while on the way home, my Dad spoke suddenly and told us that he wished to see Aga in front of our gate...waiting for us.

I don't know what happened...perhaps yesterday was again an evidence of how powerful a prayer is. No...Aga was not waiting at our gate...for he's already in his bed...sound asleep. But when he heard our voice...he woke up and rushed into my feet. Oh...i didn't know what to say...my mom won me over by hugging Aga first! my Dad too...which he rarely does (hugging dogs)

our helper told us that he did not stop searching for Aga...the rest of the afternoon he went from house to house and searched for our lost dog....well his hard work rewarded him...he saw Aga in a house 5 streets away from us. A young boy found our dog and brought it home with him. He told our helper that he saw a vendor carrying our dog...he told the vendor that he would like to take care of it...the vendor planned to sell it but he gave it to him for free.

well...now i strongly believe that there are Angels here on earth.

Besides finding Aga...my mom and I did the "craziest" thing ever a person who lose a dog would do. While our Dad was busy talking to his friend at the mall...my mom and I bought 3 new puppies to get rid of our "sad feeling" We bought a pomeranian, golden retriever and labrador puppies. Those babies are really expensive...i spent my "supposed to be christmas budget" for the year. honestly, we're not sure why we did it...but probably because we thought buying 3 new puppies would erase our feeling of loneliness. "we're crazy" i believe.

guess what? we gave each of them Korean names ^^ cute and funny! our helpers couldn't even pronounced their names yet so they just call them 1, 2 and 3 ^^

now Aga and Cholo are both "kuyas" they took turns playing with their new brother and sisters.

All i can say is: " i didn't know that a feeling of sadness, can easily be replaced with "3 happiness only because "i didn't lose my hope"

and yes...again i agree with Luna lovegood "a thing (or those we love) that we lose has its (their) way of coming back to us again.



















free web counter