《Diary A Puppy's Story》 2012. 2. 13
The sky this morning was, for the first time in a long time, blue.
The air was cold but there was no wind.
I took Joshu for a walk to a nearby drugstore.
His little body rhythmical bounced along as he moved making for an enjoyable walk.
Last Saturday was February the 11th.
It has been 11 months since that day.
On Saturday we held the Grace Garden Chapel's kid's church staff meeting in the office space that is being rented for our relief activities.
That is the office that was flooded by the typhoon right after we started renting it and was finally put back to use in November (^^;)
I had gone out to get one of the kid's church staff who was having car troubles and as we pulled in to the office parking lot Mr. and Mrs. W, who we met when distributing "Life Starter Kits" last year, come walking out of the entrance of the office.
"We just stopped by to say thanks for the kerosene that you’all gave us. It ain't much but please have some of these mikans," they said as they handed over a box of mikans.
We stood in the parking lot amidst the falling snow talking for ten minutes or so.
Everyone was looked really cold so I offered, "Why don't you come have a cup of tea before you go." The husband playfully responded, "Sure, but I'd really like so coffee if you've got any."
The couple, our staff member Ms. R, and myself sat around a table in the office.
Hearing my voice, Joshu, who was back in the building where the staff meeting was, started acting up.
He was making an awful racket, whimpering and whining, so I brought him in and made him sit on the floor by the W's.
Then they spoke to each other about Joshu and said, "Wow! He's exactly the same isn't he. "
"Sorry, what? Is the dog bothering you?" I asked.
"No, no...the dog that my son's family used to have...was a lot like this one," the wife replied.
Then the husband said, "That day we were told, 'you can return to your home briefly but you must come right back', so I went to our house, put the dog in his cage, threw a lot of food in with him and then locked the cage door."
We all fell silent.
There was nothing that we could say.
"Finally about 2 months later I was able to get back and check on the house and--this is how I found him," he said as he stretched his arms out mimicking the dog’s dead body.
I didn't know what to say, I just drew Joshu up onto my lap.
Then the wife said, "At the time my son lamented the fact that we should've just left the dog in the cage with the door open."
"His name was Hug."
"That’s because our grandson would squeeze him tight and say, 'hug, hug!'"
"Well that's...that's just terrible. It must be especially tough on your son and grandson," I said. The wife quickly replied, "Hug was a 7 month old puppy." She squinted and gazed at Joshu sitting on my lap, "Just the same, a little black pup."
"A lot of people we know lost dogs and other pets including a real pretty Persian cat." said the husband.
"That day we went to our house and then came back thinking that we would be able to get back again in 2 or 3 days," the husband said as he let out a deep sigh.
"It was nice to come back here and see you all again," the W's said with a soft smile as they prepared to go home.
"I'm sorry that you had to see Joshu, I feel really bad," I said apologizing over and over to the W's.
In Koriyama city there is a temporary housing site with 240 families living in it and in one corner of the property there is a lot of metal boxes that look like coin lockers.
They have no windows or anything; they are just a bunch of lock boxes stacked on top of each other.
It's made a bit of a fuss but there are rumors going around that the boxes are for dealing with the pets of people that live in the temporary housing units.
Those boxes.
They say that you put your cats or dogs in those dark locked boxes.
It's been 11 months since that day.
Everyone has been doing all they can to stay alive.
Even still I keep thinking that some how, some way there has to be a better way of going about things.
It's at those times that I feel my own lack of ability, lack of strength and lack of endurance.
That's when I say to myself.
"Toyomi! Talk to your family with a bright tone and a cheerful smile. I'll clean up the house a bit and meet my son husband in a good mood and we can sit around the table eating the miso soup that they like so much.
And when Joshu comes to me with his chew toy, begging me to play with him, staring at me with those cute little eyes, I will take the time to be with him and go on a short walk, even if it's snowing.
I'll pray for friends both far and near, pray God's protection on them, pray that even amidst sad and difficult times that they can have hope and pray that they can end each day knowing peace in their hearts.
I will not forget that it is in order to accomplish these thing that God has given me strength."
Everyday, with the people I meet and with the work that I do, I can't imagine that there is anything more lovely than doing this.