Panjo, my sweet companion

Panjo is a crippled male pomeranian. He's around 6-7 years old. He was crippled since birth. His two hind legs inter-cross. When he urinate, he has to pull up both his hind legs, parralel to the floor, and his urine will drip down his chest. My maid and I have to always clean it off.

I adopted Panjo from an American friend, who used to work at the American Embassy in Thailand. Once they were moving back, they couldn't bring with them all their dogs so I adopted Panjo. It sounds like I gave Panjo a new life, but in fact, he loves my family and I very much. He makes my everyday meaningful. His clear eyes will look at me adorably. My husband also loves him so much. Panjo, being old and has got poor teeth, eats very slowly and has to eat isolately. My husband is the one who feeds him everyday before going to work. If I'm to describe the love and joy Panjo has for our family, it will take a book.

I've been sick for a couple days with a flu. No, not swince flu. Just a flu. But I cough very hard till my body aches, from my stomach, to my chest and throat. It makes me very tired. The doctor gave me medicine and told me to rest. It matches my religious holiday. I didn't go to the temple as intended, but has to stay and rest at home. I seperated myself to sleep in my daughter's room, which is still empty because she hasn't returned from America. Of course, I have tens of dogs, whom I love, with me. One of them is Panjo. Panjo knows I'm sick so he doesn't disturb me at all. He sits in a corner and looks at me. Whenever I get up to go to the bathroom or take my pills he would wander around my legs, and look up at me caringly.

Other than the many pills the doctor gave me, I'm a patient, which many patients might be jealous of. I have my beloved special dogs to help me recover soon enough.