It has been one of the busiest times of the week. And there has been so much happening in this season of my life that I never knew can happen. But it did!
But I learnt from a little stupid even of a little stupid dog, that nothing can really stop me. Leroy, my little tiny miniature Doberman Pincher is a fierce but really miniscule dog. A Champion breed but a tiny dog. He however thinks he is as large as an actual Doberman but sadly he is pretty much like 10 times smaller.
Thursday morning found me waking up to a very unpleasant surprise. I came out of my room after getting ready for college and saw my dog in a bloody mess. Literally blood soaked and in shock. Then I heard the news that he charged a pack of dogs! Why he did it I never can guess, but the fact that he did it and is in this shape tore my heart, although I felt it was so stupid of him and he deserved it.
But it thought me one thing: nothing should stop me from doing whatever I need to. I believe Leroy felt the need to defend his turf, or felt the need of making the places safer for him and his pack which consisted of another silly and small dog – Lex, my father and I. and in many sense a dog is never small enough to defend his home, or his family. I run and track in Kota Kemuning and recently when I went tracting for Shoestring Run a charity run that we’re organizing, no dog was too small to defend the home, almost every home that had a dog was vigilant of this stranger approaching the place of refuge that held its family. And when I seemed to breach the barrier they would try to chomp me. But of course I was within the safety of them being behind a gate. But the vast array of dogs kept in KK showed me that a dog is never stopped from what he needs to do.
I for one complain and like many find ways to get out of what I need to do. But they showed me one thing. I must never stop, or let nothing stop me from what I need to do. Strategy is questionable, especially that which was shown by my little soldier dog. But essence was more endearing.
Leroy is recovering now. I just came back from seeing him and helping dress his wounds. He is recovering well. And that the other thing, we will fail, get injured and badly hurt, even if it is near fatal. But we can bounce back. It’s hard, and it hurts, but bounce back we can and we should. Remember this should be our motto, it is mine now: ‘Never Gonna Stop!’
