Pica's Gone!

My SuperDog exploits has come to a full stop when my mumsy Pica was put to sleep last March 3 in Heaven. She developed tumors in her mouth which we thought was just an ordinary swelling. We never knew that the funny bump on her jaw can make life difficult for all of us. My heroic efforts went pfft. I felt helpless and useless. Of what use is a SuperDog if I can not save my own mumsy?


Now, no one can ever wear her crown as the Queen in Heaven and in our hearts. Even if I try to charm my way and wear her crown, I can never take her place. Life in Heaven will never be the same without my mumsy.



But I'm a brave hound. Mumsy said so. Keeper would always tell me so. Bogart, even with his dopey face, would grudgingly nod his head and tell me so too. So I will be brave and I will make my mumsy proud of me.


For now, I will cry and demand hugs and kisses from Keeper and Bogart. Sumo is not well and is having medication. He is totally heartbroken. I don't think I will demand anything from him. For now. . .


Goodbye, Mumsy Pica. Fly free and prepare our place over the rainbow bridge. We will meet there again and we will be together again. . .


In loving memory:
Pica: January 1991 to March 2008