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Monday, December 10, 2007


This post is a tribute for Sparky, a shih tzu/toy poodle mixed breed. My heart broke, when i found out that he had drowned in the river outside my dad's office a few weeks back. Here is Sparky's story: A few months back in march this year, my dad told me that some of his workers found an abandoned dog with long mangled fur stained with oil slicks and in the poorest of condition. It was very skinny and had some skin problem. It was also around this time that i started working for my dad and i got to see the dog on my first day. Initially, Sparky was very shy and he gave everyone who approached him a 'suspicious' look. He was very cautious for the first few days at his new found home and all i could do at that time was to coax him with some food or try to pet him and let him be used to my smell. The workers made him a home with the materials they used to make wooden crate with.

Finally, after a few days of coaxing, Sparky sparked into life, which is how he got his name. He was able to eat much better and he started responding well to everyone at the office. Some of the workers gave him a DIY hair cut. Before long, he was able to hold his own in the pack of other dogs. He made a new friend in Ah boy, another of the office dog. It was really nice to go to work every morning and to be greeted by Sparky. I am not sure of his age but he is really a bolt of energy. Everyday when i knocked off and rest on a chair, Sparky would just jump on my lap and enjoyed the fan with me. And when it was time to leave, Sparky would know i am going to place him back in his crate and he will start whining.

Here the heart wrenching part, from what i have heard of Sparky's last few moment: He was brought out to the large drain just outside the office by some of the workers while they fished. Subsequently, he jumped into the drain when some dogs tried to 'attack' him. Some of the workers jumped down to save him but they could not find him in the murky water. His body was found afloat the next day but i wasn't sure what they did with his body.


What saddens me the most is how Sparky could not live his time out in his new home. The poor abandoned dog who finally found people to love and a new home, i have only wish life be kinder to him. Sparky left a mark in my life even for that short lived time we had. I hope he is in a dog's heaven now.

Sparky, your boundless supply of energy will be missed.