It has been days but finally I have gather enough courage to blog this out without crying when I look at all his photos. My dear Ricky, or rather kiki left us last Tuesday. He was 16 years old (human age). I know that is considered very old for a dog but he is just like the youngest member of our family.

I could still remember the day (it was raining cats and dogs on the 3rd day of CNY) when we bought him at a pet shop 15 years ago at Serangoon Garden. He was the only Pom there and all of us knew it was him that we had to bring home.


Kiki had definitely brought so much joy into our family. He was also the one that brought me and dar together. Hai... home don't even feel so same now ever since he left. Mum say we are not going to have another dog again. I totally understand how she feels because no dog can ever replace kiki in our hearts and minds... Like what my dad used to say, he is another member of the family, our youngest brother...

We'll all miss you.. Always...