I remember vividly the day when my brother wife brought a tiny pocket dog . Our village was a little helmet, a far cry from the city, surrounded by green forest. A dependent village, where most of the people indulge in agricultural work.

Tommy was the name of the dog, a chihuahua breed, snowy fur, friendly, a playful creature. Honestly I was born a natural animal lover, and the first time I saw Tommy, I was deeply affectionate to him. Tommy had to adjust the village rural life apart from his early city life. My brother and his wife left Tommy and set off to the city. The total responsiblity of Tommy felt upon us, my mother, younger brother a nd my younger sister.
Tommy was friendly to all the villagers and soon enough he became the best friend of everyone. Now our family decided to give her the best village comfort as we can. We build him a little kennel for him to shelter in and some woolen clothes for him to sleep. We had no other dog besides a greyish cat, a mysterious thief but we still love the cat of all his shortcomings.

Nobody has reared a pocket dog or any expensive breed in our village because most of the dogs in our village were local breed. Maybe that is the reason why most of the village people love Tommy as much as we can.

Tommy was soon accepted within the fold of local dogs, even though he was small , he was respected and no other local dogs try to challenge him or had a quarrel. The case of Tommy is like a city boy who came to the village and became the apple eye of every villagers, no matter how naughty or good he/she is because of thecreason that the person was living in a city.

Now Tommy have to to be fed and for that our family feed him cooked rice and a little lump of meat or fish, but most of the time we fed him a simlpe cooked rice. I love Tommy more because he willingly consume whatever we fed him, and was a loyal , faithful dog.

Tommy was a carefree soul and love being surrounded by children. The village children always visited my house to play and hug Tommy. Tommy too love playing with children. Whenever village folks cross my house the first thing they do was to call upon Tommy, and Tommy had to bark back as a response.

Now after four months of being with Tommy, a sudden unwelcome and a deadly disease struck Tommy. Tommy had to be floor-ridden, he cant move his body and was in a brink of death. Tommy was found early in the morning, laying helplessly on the floor. We thought he had already diedand when I closely examine him , there was some still breathe left in him.

As our village is far away from the city, there is no hope of veterinary hospital wherebhe can be treated. Our family was helpless and we cpld not able to make him strong again. We decided not to tell my brother and his wife. Tommy chance of surviving was absolute zero and we cowardly let him to his fate. Of all the members in our family, I was the one who is deeply disturbed with what is going through. And I decided to believe in miracles and started praying to God to save Tommy. I prayed behind close doors and sometimes even went near the body and pray.

I approached my mom to do something for him instead of doing nothing and just letting go withoit any efforts. Something is better than nothing. I told my mom to prepare him some herbs or whatever means she have to help Tommy revive its srength.

Tommy condition was so unbearable to watch and I really truly feel sorry for the pathetic condition Tommy is going through. I always stay by Tommy side sharing his pain, imagine the terrible pain that little creature had to go through. Whenever I patted him even though he cannot move an inch, I can see the delight , happiness through the slow movement in the tiny tail of his. Not only this whenever Tommy heard our voices, he will wag his tail steadily. And when Im close to him and comfort him by words, I can see the wet moisture in his eyes.

Truly indeed dogs too have an emotion feeling like ours. I could not resist the tears in my eyes everytime I saw Tommy and continously pray to God to save Tommy.
Now my mother treatment was that she prepare whatever available herbs in our village and fed him. Sometime we apply ashes of firewood all over his body because his body was wholly paralyzed as if his backbone was totally broke and destroyed.

Whenever Tommy feels we are near him , he try to raise up but the body was not responding. It really breaks my heart to see thebonce playful Tommy lying helplessly on the floor.
My mother usual treatment continues and I also fed him little cooked rice and made him to drin water. On the other hand Tommy was also reluctant to give his life, and he continued to servive. Somethimes I feel really proud of Tommy because he loves us and continue to struggle theu unknown diseases within him.

After ten days of treatment and caring, finally the miracle happen. On the early mornong of the eleven day , my eyes could not believe what I saw. Iam an early riser and I was the first person to witnessbthat miracle that happen to him. When I woke up, I can see the once playful Tommy Jumping, whining with joy and approaching me wagging its tail. Yes, Tommy had recieve a miracle and was happy and full of life once again. At the instance I give thanks to God and scream out loud that Tommy is alive, Tommy is Ok. That scream made all my family awoke and we are happy that Tommy was alive and strong enough.

Now we decided to tell my brother and his wife all that happen. When they recieve the news at first my brother wife seems disappointed and after sometime she said that both of them will be visiting the village. I already knew that my brother wife will be taking away Tommy but I dont regret after all Tommy is alive, no matter where he is Im glad that he is back to life.

Who says miracle does not exist, it exist, and will exist and is existing, all we have to do is to have faith with patience. Adieu Tommy.






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