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My Jix, My Dog, My Friend


If someone asks me what is my precious little belonging, it wouldn't take me more than five minutes to reply, my dog. I know that it is such a trivial thing to own. But I beg to differ. I really consider dogs to be more sensible and friendly than any humans that I've ever met. This is not an exaggeration. With my Jix, yeah, that's his name, I truly feel more secure and relaxed.

                Jix is an one year old dachshund. A black and tan miniature dachshund. I don't know the exact moment that I realized that I love my dog. I always loved dogs. I was never afraid of walking towards a dog, even if he/she is a big great dane. One day, I was late from my class and reached home well past 03:30.  When I rang the calling bell, Jix came running to me thinking that an intruder had entered our house. He was barking so loud that my ears were paining. The moment he saw that the intruder was me, he stopped barking and just stared at me. He looked at me so long. I felt like he was asking me, "Why are you so late?" I was sure that if it had been a real stranger, he would have ran away from there because of the ferocious barking.

                 He has the habit of walking with me wherever I go. Every step I take, he's there. I have to be really careful when I'm walking lest I trip on him. With him, I never feel that I am alone. I know that dogs cannot speak, but the way he stares into my face, oh, it's like he's really listening to my blabbering. I sit on the stairs and he sit next to me, every evenings. The way he treats my family is also so cool and amusing. He just loves my mother. She is a working woman and so she leaves and return back home on a strict timetable. Whenever that time is changed, ie; whenever she returns from the office early or late, he barks at her like asking her, "Why are you home early/late?" like a big boy/man!!! It's also the same when we, my family, goes out and returns late at night. He really questions us. It maybe his way of showing his frustration for leaving him at home, alone.

                      Needless to point again, I love my Jix. I cannot say he is the best dog in the world, because, I've not met all the dogs in the entire world.  But he sure is one hell of a dog. I'm sure that his brown eyes is going to follow me wherever I go, keeping me company. I surely will rate him as one of my best friends.