• Courage,
    Do you remember the times when I left you all by yourself so that I could save myself? Of course you don't.You're a stupid dog who loves everyone no matter how much they hurt you. What else can a stupid dog like you do?

    Muriel and I have been married for 45 years now. Quite a long time eh,dog? seems like a dream now. Met her when she was still a high school girl.The plainest woman I've ever seen,but boy was her heart big! she tried to help anyone or anything she could find. I wonder what she got from them in return and I wonder if that was what made me fall deeply in love with her. It was a surprise because I've never seen kindness in my world. Heh,she's one hell of a woman 'ye know,running around the house,cooking for me,taking care of your tomfoolery and specially...enduring the pain I put her through everyday.

    I also remember the time when she found you in that dumpster.You could barely move,let alone walk.So weak.The first time I saw you,I was filled with anger and...well,jealousy. And this very jealousy made me act like the way did.I hated you.Not because Muriel took care of you more than she took care of me,not because she treasured you.It was because I was never saved.

    You see,I never had a childhood.Well,physically I did have one but the things required for a child to become a 'child' were never given to me.My father,Ickett Bagge worked in a small local gas station and my mother knitted garments.I had an elder brother named Horst. He was indeed a really talented boy.He was quite fascinated by hunting down rabbits and helped my dad with various jobs.He was the gem of the family,the money earner.And I,Eustace Bagge was...well,the black sheep.I wasn't good at anything.I wasn't good at cooking,knitting,hunting or helping anyone.Whatever I touched got ruined.Once I tried helping Ma to peel some potatoes but ended up peeling them to the point where only a minuscule bit of potato was left. Everyone had high expectations from Horst while nobody even bothered to acknowledge my existence,except for the time I made a mistake.I remember my father calling me a "stupid useless waste of money" every time I did something I wasn't supposed to.It kinda hurt you know.I was never send to school either because my parents thought it would do me no good.The only enjoyment I got was from watching the news channel and listening to Velvet Vik.

    You must be wondering why I am telling you all these now.
    Ever since you came into our life,I never behaved appropriately with you.I was rude,I was selfish and I was...stupid.It wasn't because I hated you,it was because I hated myself.I hated myself because I could never become like you.I am the kind of person who gives up too quickly,who runs away when provoked while you never give up even when you're scared.I hated myself because I wasn't there for Muriel when she was in trouble.I hated myself because I was the 'useless me'.So I have gathered my courage to tell you this that...I am sorry.I am sorry for the times I hurt you and I am sorry for the times I hurt Muriel.
    By the time you read this letter,I'll be good as dead.I hope Muriel didn't tell you about my illness.But it doesn't matter anymore since you'll get to know about it anyway.I am sure that you'll take care of her,much more better than I did.Don't get her into any trouble or I'll come back to haunt you.

    Heh,I know you won't miss me.You might as well be happy because no one will scare you with that creepy mask or scream "ooga booga" in your ears anymore.But guess what? I will miss you.Because ever since you came into our lives,I felt a bit less lonely.I wish I had more time to make up for my mistakes but I don't.

    Farewell,my stupid dog.