The story of Chica
Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 2:12 am
My Chica passed away in February of 2006. I miss her so much. I would like to introduce you all to her and tell you her story. Maybe she will touch your heart like she touched mine. I know people think we are crazy and excessive when we say a part of ourselves dies with our dogs, but a part of me did die with her, and sadly on the threshold of the new life I was starting. I always wanted her to be a part of it, but sadly it wasn't meant to be. I blame myself like I know so many of you others do. I wonder what I could have done differently or if I made too many changes too fast for her. She was eleven when she died. She was my sunshine. I could never get mad at her or scold her because she had had such a hard life. I think deep down she knew this and she wanted to be scolded sometimes, because whenever I came close, like when she would bully my other dogs sometimes, she would get all excited and look at me like, "Are you finally going to yell at me like you yell at the other dogs?" And she would smile real big tilt her head down and do this little stomping circle dance. But alas, I could not scold her. She was very petite, 35 to 40 pounds, and I would just end up smiling at her. I couldn't look at her without smiling. I use to say to her, "You know, you make my heart sing, don't you?" And she would wag her tail. (Even if she was sleeping and she heard her name her tail would wag, swish, swish, swish.) She did, she made my my heart sing. Symphonies played in my heart when I looked at her and I could not think of her without smiling. Now when I think of her it is painful. I hope one day I can smile again. Anyway, I will tell her story a little at a time, as I am able, but for now I will start with this introduction and a picture I drew of her the other night. I like to draw and paint pictures of my pets. This is my picture I call Chica in the Sun. I will never forget how she used to run in the sun.