This is Kulet

This is Kulet, our dog, a little dog, little did we know as little as my two palm will grow up to above average aspin dog, he was actually mistaken to have medium-huge breed of dog.

He is one of my favorite friend dog, unfortunately when he is about to die,
I was not there to be with him, I was away, they buried him without me, I was away from work, chasing dream, believing this job will someday have brought us up in poverty, we are not financially capable of sending him to vet. when he was sick, the disease paralyzed his body and his skin got bloated.

I only come home every weekend, that week before he died, he was in pain, I know he was in pain, although animals are known hide their pain, we can do nothing, we are only looking at him and hoping that giving him food will get the disease away, that come weekday I have to travel far away from them to work, the next day I got informed he stops eating, and coming day he died.

 Sad life, but then I would like to remember him as one of most faithful dog I've ever had, a very kind dog, very protective dog, I will always remember how he became so confident in his self, whenever I come to store to buy something and I call him to come with me, and then he will happily walk with me, very energetic, excited and suddenly starting to bark everyone else around, it is like he is telling other animals and people around us that "I am with the king, kneel creatures, or else I gonna bite you all, come now kneel before the king" that is how he respects me as his owner.
 I remember the time when our family migrated to other place that I and Kulet are left alone only the two us because I am still studying and having my OJT as graduating student, the pitiful situation is that he was left alone without food, and when I come home in the evening is the only time he will then eat (I myself is not able to buy some quality food because I am still studying and my money is not enough), he started to get thin and I decided to take him to my aunt's house so that he can be fed there, one day on weekend, I have to visit my family and come back again the other day just to learn that he was not fed for almost two days because he was tied up and not able to find food for his own, I rush to carenderia asked for left over for me to buy, fortunately they give it to me fir free, and then come back gave the food and see how  he devour the food, he was so happy seeing me, he was already so thin, and that's time I needed him to get to my family for he is better with them than with me.
 we strive to be better each day, in order to protect our love ones because this makes us happy, we strive to be financially stable in order for us help and feed our love one's who needs our support, because if we are not, how are we going to help our love ones?
 are we always going to say to ourselves " if I only have this, If I only am rich, I could help him out," are we always going to wait for it to happen, in the situation we are so hopeless and let the problem solve itself.