My family is sad about the loss of our favorite dog named Barack. Barack aged about 7 dog years until his demise. Barack has been loyal and friendly to my family. He protected my family in multiple ways. He provided us with a sense of security every day and night. To strangers, he is unfriendly and snob, and with his loud voice, he barks steadily. He disliked being caged and tied. He wanted no restriction on his movements. We confined him inside our gate but he would go out at the very least opportunity. He was a survivor of the strongest Typhoon Yolanda. He had a scare of rains and thunders after that typhoon until his demise. He insisted on coming inside the house damaging the door and windows screen whenever the door is not freely opened to him. Last Monday, July 12, Independence Day we did not know it was his last day with us. He had to be shot to death because he had acted strange and mad. He bitten off to death his cat friend, bitten my two sons, too. We could only speculate on the things that had happened to him. He must have been poisoned by a neighbor that affected his brain. Or he must have been bitten off by a rabid dog. We miss you Barack!