What is little Daryl day dreaming about?
hmmmm
Daryl placed his hand like that himself and give a dreamy look.
Only shot with all looking at the camera.
Cola to listening to Daryl cry.
Cola looking at the crying Daryl baby.
Daryl started to get cranky.
Daryl peeking at Cola.
Basically, I cannot cope handling a small crying baby alone at home who only nap for 15 min or so in the day. So after a week of handling alone after Daryl full month, I surrender and get my Dad to fetch us back to their house daily, so I will have helpers to take care of Daryl so that I can rest and eat.
These are the few precious photo of Daryl and my baobei Cola taken on 17th June 2008 when Daryl is about 1 and a half month old. Cola had been sick for her whole life is usually sleeping eversince her major fit attack in the past year.
However, during the time when I delivered Daryl and the time Daryl was admitted for jaundice, she was strangely awake at those wee hours in the night where she was usually sleeping. Especially when Daryl was in hospital for his jaundice, Cola will wait for Meina to come home and tell her baby is ok then she will go to sleep. Call us crazy but both Meina and me firmly believe that Cola 有灵性 and she really do care for Daryl.
Like I alway said, Cola is a fighter and a miracle as she make it thru more than half a shih tsu lifespan despite her condition and despite what the vet say that she will not make it thru half of normal shih tsu lifespan.
In late September, Cola condition worsen, her whole body was covered with rashes which will make us itched if we carry or touch her and it seem painful for her too. Saddened by her suffering, Meina and me took turns to tell her that she can let go and give up to cut short her suffering if it is too painful for her to carry on. As I alway feel that she had alway hold on for me coz she know she is my pillar of support, I told her that it is ok for her give up and she need not worry for me, coz Daryl will take over her to be my pillar of support.
On 11th October 2008, she finally give up. Shawn was feeding Daryl milk when Meina called me and told me the bad news. Although I was more or less prepared for her to leave anytime, I still broke down in tears. After feeding Daryl, we rush back to see Cola for the last time.
Daryl will of course not have any memory of Cola, but I will sure tell him stories about Cola when he grow up.
Below is copied from my blog in friendster for Cola.
Good bye my little darling....you have always been a good gal and you are mummy little inspiration. Your strong willed to live let mummy learn and know how precious life is. The strong fight you put up to overcome one after another serious fit attacks show mummy that there are miracles in this world.
Mummy will never forget you coz you are mummy's special little fur baby. Although you may not understand what mummy say when mummy pour out my sorrows to you, but you are always there when mummy need someone. It may sound silly to other people, but mummy choose to believe that you understand everything mummy say and tell you. Just that you lack the human speech to communication to me.
Despite the deterioration of your illness, you still bravely fight on to live. To mummy, I feel and know that you also cannot bear to leave mummy alone, for you know your are my pillar of support. Thus, you put up with all the suffering your illness brought to you. You hold on to be there for mummy's wedding...then you hold on for the arrival of little Daryl. Finally, on 11th Oct 2008, you are unable to hold on any further. You have left after you know and are sure that little Daryl is mummy's another pillar of support. Not sure if you will have a little regret that you did not managed to see mummy or little Daryl before you took your last breath but mummy is sure to regret for not being there to accompany you to take your last few steps of your life.
Lastly, mummy wishes you have a smooth trip to where ever you be going and also if there are reincarnation, mummy wishes you to be born healthy and have happy life.
Farewell Cola....
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