A few weeks ago, I wrote about the sad love story of “Alfredo” and Lola, a tragedy that I watch play out every day of my life. This weekend, on Saturday, January 7, 2012, this story took yet another tragic turn.
Lola’s aunt, being single herself, was worried that the family wouldn’t be seeing any grandchildren anytime soon, decided to obligate Lola to marry Ramon, her family’s preferred son-in-law, in an official wedding, assuming that this would somehow help in bring about the desired grandnephew or -niece.
“Alfredo” was invited to the wedding, and, against his will, his parents forced him to go and sit quietly in repressed suffering while he watched the love of his life first make vows she could never truly believe in her heart, and then sign a contract, vowing and promising to remain loyal to the chosen husband of her arranged marriage, implicitly renouncing and disowning the true love of her life (“Alfredo"), forever.
Poor “Alfredo.” But such is life, and I only hope that he can overcome this tragic event in his life. Just now I saw him in his house, downcast, almost expressionless, as though reality was no longer real.
For anyone who didn’t read the first part ("Forbidden Love"), “Alfredo” is my dog Simba.
Lola and Ramon are the neighbours’ two Chihuahuas. The aunt is the owner’s 8-year-old sister, who really does believe that having a wedding would make the two dogs have puppies. Eager for the puppies, she really did have a wedding on Saturday, which included a wedding dress and a veil for the “bride,” a bowtie for the “groom,” and the traditional Mexican elements of the “crown” (like a wreath made of flowers) placed on the bride’s head after the vows, and the rope that is placed around the newly married couple to symbolize the new-found unity.
There were also vows (said on the dogs’ behalf) and a marriage certificate (signed by inking and stamping the dogs’ paws.) There was a reception where mole with chicken (a traditional Mexican dish, prepared by the girl’s mother) was served.
She also sent out hand-written invitations earlier in the week, one specifically to Simba, who really is in love with Lola. The rest is as told above. (I’m not sure if I should say this publicly, but I saw the way Simba was looking at Lola during the ceremony, and I suspect that he thinks he still has a chance …)
I though the name was "Fernando" no Alfredo :). hehehe.
ReplyDeleteOHHH poor Simba!. But I'm with him HE STILL HAS A CHANCE!. :)
You're right about the name! That's what happens when I get too excited about writing the sequel, forgetting to check the first story for the original fake name. Oh well. Next time I'll change it again, just to be consistent.
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