Hachi: A Dog's Tale

It's been a year, hasn't it? I wake up sometimes in the middle of the night and think about Parker. He was a good friend. I understand how you feel. Hachi, my friend, Parker is never coming home. But if Hachiko wants to wait, then Hachiko should wait. You want to wait for him, don't you? Have a long life, Hachi. - Ken

Film: Hachi: A Dog's Tale 
Language: Japanese & English 
Genre: Drama 



My pillow is completely soaked from Hachiko: A Dog's Tale. My eyes felt heavy with tears just reading the storyline before I even started to watch it. 


Call me heartless for other dramas, but this is the one film that you should really judge me on. 










My childhood dog only passed away last year during Term 3 break. It's hard to write when I'm crying, I'll do my best. 

Kandy, 


I've just enrolled into university! I'm learning to take the train by myself now since the university is in the city. Being by myself in the bustling central business district can be overwhelming at first, but I'm getting use to it. Do you remember when we first met? I was in year one. My auntie would drop me home and sometimes I'd find the door locked and no one home, except you. You stayed with me in the backyard, we'd sit on the steps together while we waited for the grown ups to come home. I wasn't scared being by myself. You rolled over and put your paws up so I would rub you. I can never forget your smile, I recently asked my mother why they named you Kandy; it was because of your sweet face. 


Our family would go out for the whole day and you'd still greet us happily at the gate at our return. The car lights would pull up near the gate and you'd stand or jump at the gate. This incredibility of faith you had, us humans could never do. You loved us right to the end. I feel so proud of myself in year two when I came 2nd in a drawing contest for primary school. I won a bucket load of dog food because I owned a pet and you'd run to me when I opened the lid of food for you. 


You never liked walks,nor did you try to fetch; there were more things special that you could offer to our family. You never hurt any of us, not even one scratch no matter how young we were. Years went by and you went to live with my uncle. Each visit to their house was the best, I would go to their backyard before anything and greet you at the screen door. I'd open it and you'd jump up and down. 


Mischevious also, you would find your way into the house and my little cousin Rachel would take you out. She'd take a chair so she could reach the Cheerios in the pantry. She then would leave a trail of the little O's straight out the door for you. Kandy, did you know she cries whenever she sees a picture of you now? You had the best ageing disguse. You looked young as ever, but time caught up with you through your eyes. Your movements became feeble, and everyone knew not to make you stand to get treats anymore. My uncle gave you a kid sized cubby house to live in. 


Last year, my uncle called around 9pm to announce your passing. I heard it all on the speaker from my room and I froze, the words on my page became blurred with tears. My mother came into my room and we both started to cry. You see, I didn't even shed a tear for my father's mother for she only held me once for a photo. They say there's a reason for your passing, you already knew how to love. For us humans, we must learn how to love. Learning is certainly a longer process we must endure. We have to fall down a bit, risk it all and even question it whereas you never did. Your love lasted from the moment we met to the very last heartbeat. The love and loyalty you've offered will never be demonstrated or achieved by any human. Thank you. 


Thank you Kandy, I've never been so blessed to have experienced the truest kind of your love in my life. Our family asks that you continue to watch over us. Continue to look after me in university, I'll be entering a very different world soon. So wait for me like you did at the gates, we'll see each other again. How I wish to see you now! We all miss you tenderly. We love you!  


I swear I'm trying so hard to let you go so I won't cry anymore, but I can't help feeling so weak. 


12 beautiful years of love, 

Karen.