With our hearts still bleeding for our oldest one Mahoni, we bid an unexpected farewell to the Aslan of Rumah Kecil, Roy.
His health went downhill rapidly, and with three test results, we learned that he had stage IV Chronic Kidney Disease.
I spent days bawling thinking about how we could miss his symptoms and will probably never find comfort even tho we were told, some canines only show them at a much later stage.
If you’ve met him, you'll remember his penjor-like tail and stunning features. Oh, his smoldering eyes. We think he was Eurasian.
He spent his first two years on the street, in abusive homes, and dog meat trade. God's grace led him to our home in 2018.
I remember telling him: “I know it is difficult for you to trust this, but this is your last home. We will never move without you or abandon you on the street.”
Roy departed at home, on his bed in our room, just ten minutes after his loving Dad arrived.
He got what he was promised. A family.
Yovan and I are embracing the kind of grief that we never could have imagined.
This Christmas, we will seek a deeper meaning and connection with God, thanking Him for blessing us with the most unconditional love.
Lastly (but you know I’ll keep saying this), give stray dogs a chance. You will witness how amazing God is.
Good night, "good boi mama.", "roy-co papa."
You surely loved to make dramatic scenes.
Roy aka Aslan of Rumah Kecil Hutasoit Rondonuwu
- 8 years of purposeful life- 💔🌈♥️🖤🩵 #adoptionrocks
