Life is finally (almost) back to normal. Now I can think of Cookie and smile at how sweet and adorable he was. I told the kids that we keep clinging to memories of the young and playful Cookie, we had forgotten how frail he had become in the recent months. So, he is indeed in a better place now.
Thanks everyone for the kind words. I have replied to each and everyone of you but for some reason, the comments are not showing. Maybe Cookie has eaten them all :-)
The last 2 days have been preoccupied with the other dog Bodhi as well. He was settling in nicely at the farm when we left on Sunday night. Then he broke free from his leash the next morning. Our other small dog Harry suddenly became very territorial and chased Bodhi all the way to the furthest corner of our farm, into the thick overgrowth by the reservoir. Then he stayed around to make sure Bodhi remained in there.
Naturally everyone (my parents and the other Bodhi lovers Vikki and Evelyn) were very worried. Our workers cleared a path and went in search of Bodhi. I kept calling out his name but to no avail. I think he must have been terrified. I left my parent's house feeling very dejected. It was my duty to inform the others.
Vikki rushed there after work that very night. It was already dark when he arrived at 9.30pm. After some time, Bodhi finally surfaced. What a relief! At least Vikki could sleep well at night.
I went back again on Tuesday morning to check on Bodhi. According to my parents, he likes being in the farm, amongst the orchid plants instead of living at our home. He's probably used to the open environment that he grew up in. He's now under the care of our farm worker who is tasked to feed him daily. As long as Bodhi's happy and well fed, we'll just let him be.
As for Harry, he is currently being leashed up so that he will not bully Bodhi again. It's funny when you think about it. Bodhi is at least 5 times bigger than him. He's just another Napoleon like Rusty. These small dogs!
Oh, I almost forgot to talk about Rusty. He's fine and doesn't seem affected by the loss of his good friend. He's honing his rat catching skills at this moment. He catches a small one in the open field each night. Then he pees over the lifeless rat and struts off like a stud. This just freaks me out!