Was watching Marley and me just now and it reminds me of Coco.

The question that popped up immediately is:

Why I never put her down to sleep instead of letting her to continue suffering?

If I did so , I could able to end her suffers and bid goodbye to her.

Why why and why.

Bro did the wrong thing ever.

He showed me the picture he took after Coco passed away.

So not peaceful look. Look so sick. So thin. So not her.

She has been fat till she got sick.

Fat puppy, fat mama.

She knew that we will be very sad after her death because she chose to leave when I'm not home.

Bro said that he was with her minutes before she die.

He went into his room for 5 minutes and came out to found out she's gone forever.

She knew.

But why not a last chance of seeing her?

I'm home the very next day and home doesn't feel the same anymore.

I walk to the backyard, to the front staring at the places she used to sit and sleep at.

And now I still do so.

6 years, and she's gone without a goodbye to me.

I never got to see them for the very last time don't I ?

It happened the same when Fifi and Chocolate died.

I really wonder why.