He was too playful and didn't had any problems mingling with other dogs in the house. He slept with us every night and wakes us up with this super cute puppy cry. He was then called Gekok, because every time my husband calls him, he don't say Kekok but Gekok. I liked it.
We transferred to an apartment a year after and he was hesitant because it was only the three of us. He got used to it and liked it. Every night, we would go to the University of the Philippines (UP) to walk or jog with him... this is where we train him to do his "nature contribution". He wears a strap around his chest and we put on a battery-operated light so we could see him as soon as he run to the Sunken Garden. He loved the place and he knows his schedule. He had always charmed the people at the university and usually turn their heads to him because of his blinking light. We would hear short conversations about him like... "Look! the dog has a light" or "Oh, he's so cute!" He also make the bikers turn to him as he have the same light as what they put on the back of their bikes. I don't know how but he would give us the sign that we need to get our asses up and get him his chest strap. We only miss this night out bonding only if we feel really lazy or if it's raining.
When it rains, Gekok will wait for the next evening for the night out. We let him go out of the apartment to pee but he holds his "nature contribution" up to the next evening. If we are not able to bring him out for the second night, I walk him around the block so he'll feel better. One evening, we weren't able to go to UP because the rain was just pouring. Gekok knew what to do.
The next paragraphs are the reason how I came up with the title of this blog.
We were getting ready to close our shop to go to UP. Rain started to pour and we waited for it to stop, it didn't. My husband, me and Gekok went to sleep. At around 4 a.m., Gekok was unease so my husband got up and let him out of the apartment. An hour and a half past my husband went to bed without Gekok. He would usually not go far and would go back home. I woke up at 9 and I was hoping that he was at our doorstep. He wasn't. I started to look for him around the neighborhood and was told by a Barangay Tanod ( a regular citizen that helps around the city ) that he saw him somewhere around ABS-CBN. I walked as fast as I could to get there and started circling around the streets on that area. I had to go back home broken hearted.
The same day, my husband and I looked for him. We still didn't find him. We printed pictures of him and distributed it to Barangays, barangay tanods, tricycle drivers and pedicab drivers. I was on the phone with Compassion And Responsibility for Animals' Tet Ordono and she gave me the number of the person-in-charge of the Quezon City Dog Pound in Payatas. I was interviewed by her about Gekok and offered her help by circulating the same photo we gave to her friends and people who could help us. I was in relief to know that there was no dog similar to Gekok's appearance. I call the dog pound every Thursday to check. They don't have him. I posted the same photos at PAWS' and CARA's facebook account in hope that members will be able to help.
It has been two weeks and five days past. I wanted to be strong but I couldn't. Everyday that he is out there, he is struggling, lonely and crying. Every hour he is starving and getting sick. Every minute he would want to be able to get home, every second.... ( I have to stop writing, I couldn't breathe. I am palpitating)
It has been too hard for me and my husband. We haven't given up looking for him. But every time we go home without him breaks us more. My sigh is different now. I dream about him, think about him... my heart is crying for Gekok.
He got lost in the morning of August 24, 2010. Gekok will always be in my heart.
