I took him into my family when it was back in year 2004. He was only 3 months old, creamy white in colour and healthy. He was so cute and cuddly. I regret for not teaching him much when he was still a baby. Perhaps it was my first time for adopting such of a pet. He would ran around in our old house. (we moved from that house in 2009 tho'). Basically, he grew up in that house. Our house: Pinky!
Cobra grew up so fast. He was large and everyone was afraid of him. I mean people who came don't dare to come near him because he was 'huge'. HAHA. but that was only what people would see because at heart; Cobra was a very loving one. He would never hurt any other being unless he sense that he was being threatened.
I didn't pay much attention when he was growing up, perhaps I was not wise enough in taking care of him back then. My Abah would always be the one who took care of him, I would be there to play with Cobra and give baths. When we moved to our new house now in 2009, I started to take extra care of him. He seems to be easily sick since he got here. Approximately, he only had 2 years++ to leave and counted down since then. I surely didn't know about it until last 13 April 2012, that he had passed. He was 8 years old, creamy white in colour and went off to see GOD. ='(
I was at work when he 'left'. Cobra was at the clinic. He was there for 4 days before he went off. Perhaps he would refused to 'go' if he was at home. Perhaps it was easier for him to 'go' if he didn't have to see us or me to be specifically before he 'left'. Perhaps if he 'left' infront of me I wouldn't have let him go. What ever it is, I'm grateful that GOD has safely taken him 'home'.
It was about 10am++ when I got the call from Abah. He told me that Cobra has passed. I was shocked and within minutes my tears came running down my cheeks. I knew I wished that I was there just to see him 'go' but I know some things are not for us to see. Abah came to fetch me at around 11.30am and drove to the ranch to bury Cobra. Cobra was wrapped up in a plastic bag which I wished it was a cloth instead of that black plastic bag. He seem so small. I sat beside him in the car, along the way I carressed his lifeless body. I cried so hard that I sometimes had a hard time to breath. Abah and Emak can't control it either. They cried too. Who wouldn't after taking care of Cobra for 8 years?
In his last few years of living, Cobra was always sick but would recover. He left us was not because of any sickness. He just refused to eat. Perhaps he knew it was time for him to go. The doctor said his intestines, liver, heart and everything in Cobra's body was clean and normal. I repeat CLEAN. The doctor didn't really know what was the cause but he only knew one thing that at the age of 8 is the number of age that most animals would pass. We were about to asked the doc to give an injection that would put Cobra to 'sleep' but he went off first before we could.
When we reached the ranch, Cobra was then wrapped in a white satin cloth that Emak bought specially for him. Then, he was burried about three feet under the ground. That was the last time I saw him at 12.30pm: 13 April 2012. I don't really know what time Cobra went off but I know he went peacefully, maybe in his sleep perhaps. Where ever you are Cobra, please remember that I have always love you so much. Dear GOD, please make me happy for Cobra is with you and I should know better not to be in grieve for too long. Life must go on and Cobra is in good hands. Syukur. =)
From Facebook for Cobra's departure.
Farewell Cobra, I'll miss you! ILYSM!


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