You may have heard about Tum-Tum, Jeanette's dog (off care2.com) was stolen from her yard in Baguio City and slaughtered for a meal. This was the message i got that made me aware- There is no video today. I'm working on it. It will be a tribute video to Maple, the kitten I'd lost 10 months ago, and Tum-tum, my loyal dog whom I lost 2 days ago. I have lost more friends than I ever had this past year. I cry every time I read a pet loss poem. Reading articles about how to help myself about Tum-tum died on the night of the 16th of march, 2011. I only came to know about this on the morning of the 17th for I woke up with him missing. The neighbors never really did like my faithful dog. He barks too loudly, he runs wildly and comes too close to them. All he really wants is to protect his territory. But they never saw it as that. He never bit even the smallest running child in the neighborhood. He simply barks. I must say that at times, those neighbors of mine over-react if he comes close to them, when in reality, he just wants to go to a spot near where they're walking or standing. He never harmed anyone. Okay, so he does bite. Bite his food and me playfully. He never sunk his canines on any living being. He plays. He runs. He barks. He is who he is. A simple, ordinary dog. Here in this country of mine, many of you know dogs are feasted upon. Cab drivers, sometimes hit dogs and take them to feed themselves, their friends or families. Some men go out at night and take whatever dog they see, stray or collared, and kill them for their meat. It is a sad truth. But then again, what's new? Humans do this all the time. Animals are just animals. What meaning do they hold? So they took my dear Tum-tum and they ate him. Those cursed, wretched souls. To be frank, I hate them. With all my heart, soul and mind. I hate them all. What right did they have to take his life? Who are they? God? Hell no. They're just humans just like all of us. Greedy and unsensitive. We checked the pound. We checked the streets. We checked the whole house and its whole perimeter. We went out of the neighborhood. We went and asked people, neighbors if they'd seen my precious friend. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I don't believe them. They say they did not take him. But it's so obviously seen in their so-called kindness and evil grins. So obvious. When I called for Tum-tum at night for his dinner, nothing. The cold wind and the starry night answered. But not him. I remember how I always said we'd watch the stars together every night. But on the night of the 17th, he was one of the stars I was gazing at. And when I called again, all the dogs from down the hill of the village, where Tum-tum's mate was, were barking. That is also where the neighbors who complain about him are from. People are deceitful. Yes, they took him. Perhaps poisoned him and then done the deed. This is not the first time this has happened. Not in this village, not in others and nowhere in this country I so ever love. Not in the world. Not anywhere humans live. My boy is gone. I cannot even bury him for I cannot find him. Oh, but I can. In the stomachs of those monsters who ate him. What can I do? Go to the police? But they do not entertain such small cases. "It's just a dog. Get another one." If only there were animal cops here. Then good. But no. No. So there will be no video today. I apologize. I just need to wrap my head around about all this. Mom said we're getting a new dog. I don't know about that. I'm scared that they might take him/her. And though I plan to take him/her inside ever night, I just cannot bear the grief of losing another friend. Tum-tum stayed indoors every night. We opened a small door for him on the last floor of our house where the workers are so that he can sleep somewhere warm and safe. But even the workers could not protect him from the misfortune that has befallen him. As his owner, you can see I had my miscomings. I should have done this and should have done that. Tell me what may but I loved him with all my heart. And to lose him without any knowledge who murdered him, I just can't. My cat now sleeps with me on my bed. I fear too much. So if you reached this part of this message, then thank you for your time. I appreciate that. Perhaps I'll send the videos again when I've, when I've just gone back to how things were. I just need my time and ask for your respect for that. You don't have to reply, just pray for that one brown dog that joined the rainbow bridge that one fateful night. And I shall find peace with that certainty. Thank you for your time.