Camo no more

It has already been over two weeks since the demise of our beloved bitch-spawn Camou. But I guess it is never too late to say how much he is missed by all who knew him.



Noel had heartfelt words in his blog about that fateful night. An excerpt:

On a sadder note, my dog Camo passed away last week. Words can never describe how I felt that night. Though we all knew that his condition was getting worse, there was always a glimpse of hope. The night before he died, he came up to Paula and I in the kitchen. With his illness and all, it’s been months since he came close to us. We patted him and somehow, I felt that things were gonna get worse for him. Probably, he knew that he was dying. The night he died, Paula was carrying him all night. At around 11.45pm, she handed Camo to me as she needed to go to the toilet. I recall talking to Camo. Telling him to be strong and we’re here for him. Minutes later, Camo took his last few breaths and passed away at 11.50pm. The most painful part was to have my dog die in my arms. To see Paula cry was also heartbreaking.

Nothing prepared me for the arrival of the pet casket. I have never cried so hard in my life. I miss Camo more than ever now. It’s sad that things turned out this way. It’s sad that he missed his 2nd birthday.

This is the urn where his ashes are placed which takes pride of place on the shelf in our living room. Considering all the pets we had over the years, this is a first.

He will definitely be missed by us all and will occupy a very special place in all our hearts.

*sniff*