I never knew how to deal with loss. And I never really experienced loss so close to me.
This afternoon I received news from my ex in New York that my son Prince Lee had a seizure and he had decided to put him to sleep. As a gay man, I probably never would have any children, and Prince is the closest thing to a son to me – which is why he inherited my last name.
Prince has been there for me through my highs and my lows. He was an excellent cuddle buddy. And in my darkest hour when I had alienated the world, he was there to keep me company. In 2007, he was attacked by unleashed dogs and had to be in the emergency room for four days. He did not fully heal til three months later. Despite all the challenges in life, his will to live had been an inspiration for me, and I would like to dedicate this post through photography on our lives spent together.
2005. At SML Universe NYC Backyard
2005. Playing with toys
2006. Chewing with all the attitude
2006. Chilling out in hand-knitted sweater
2006. Scared by the Macro twin lite
I know it's crazy but I bought all my macro gear just to photograph Prince!
2006. Snout :)
2006. The Last Laugh
2006. I'm a lion
2006. Beauty Queen
2006. Licking Action
His tongue is quite amazing. :)
2006. Stop bothering me when I'm sleeping
2007. Prince Scarlet
2007. Recovering at the backyard
Pain in his eyes, but still a will to live – my inspiration, my hero.
2008. Somewhat recovered, walking on a rainy day
2009. Treasure hunting
2009. Fresh after haircut
This is the last photograph I took of Prince. I had broken up with my ex by then. It was his dog. But he remains my son. I did say goodbye before I leave New York for Hong Kong. At 18 years old, he was very old and can barely recognize me.
If seeing my dog die will bring so much emotion, I learned that it must be hard for my parents when I contemplated death a while back. Even through death, Prince was an inspiration for me to live, and for that I am forever grateful and thankful.
The full set of Prince is also available on SML Flickr.