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It was love at first sight, at least for me. How could I resist those inquisitive eyes and megawatt grin? When I met him years back, I knew he was different from all those who came before him.

And when he did come into my life, oh how he changed me. I became more patient, more generous, and more appreciative of the things I have in life. From the moment we committed to each other, all I wanted was to be with him, to run my fingers through his hair and simply be with him. We’d sometimes go out for long, leisurely walks in the summer sun. In the evenings, we’d sit side by side and learn the meaning of a moonrise.

He seldom says anything. But when I do something he doesn’t approve of, he gives me a look of reproach and stalks off (and I follow him to make amends). Still there are times when he knows I am unhappy or mad, and he’ll surprise me or just sit patiently until I am ready to confide in him.

How I miss him when school days come. I never seem to have enough time to spend with him, yet he doesn’t complain. When we do see each other, he’ll be the first to greet me, and it is as if we’ve never been separated a day in our lives. We eat together, share our stories and watch our favorite shows together.

He understands my dreams. He supports my activities. He’s absolutely perfect.

This is why I made this tribute to him, to let him know how much he means to me. But only recently, I mustered up the courage to tell him personally what I felt about him.

"I love you Hero," I told him.

He cocked his head to one side, wagged his tail, and flopped on the floor. Then he stretched his muzzle into a heart-warming canine grin. I patted his head and scratched his tummy as he rolled over.

I guess that means my dog loves me too.

p.s. Ronald, wag ka magtampo. Love din kita.