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Today, June 12, 2001, I experienced a saddening thing. Like our dear Lance, I had the loss of a beloved pet showered upon me today like a storm of hailstones on my head. My poor little Chiwawa (hell, I don't know how to spell it), named Baby, died today. I don't know why. I think it was because of this stupid brown dog who had been bothering her lately. Or, it could have been the candies she ate off of my bedroom floor. I don't know what it was but I am completely devastated. I was alone with her when she died and it was a very difficult situation for me to handle. Now, every time I hear a doorbell ring on tv I expect to hear her bark. I keep thinking I hear her paws scratching at the door. I expect her to jump in my lap while I'm watching tv or playing on my computer. I won't have her whining to be let outside, which I now long to hear. I won't have her sleeping peacefully at the foot of my bed, keeping my feet warm. I won't have her begging for food while I'm trying to eat. Hah, I remember one day I was watching tv and eating some chips and drinking some coke. Baby was sitting there with me and I gave her some chips, then let her drink some of my coke. She was the best dog ever. I loved her through everything. Even after that time when she woke me up at 2 a.m when I had to be up at 5 because she had pooped all over my bed then pooped all over the couch and I stuck my hand in it and I was very mad. I still loved her. One time I was having a very delicious English muffin and while I wasn't looking she grabbed a piece of it off my plate and I caught her while she was dragging it away. And this one time I was eating some pizza and I didn't finish all of it. I accidently left it where she could get to it and she licked some of it. Then my dad ate it. He was pissed!! But now she can't do any of that. She can't sleep in the laundry and she can't tear up our kitchen blinds. She can't eat my stuff while I'm not looking and she can't rip my Garth Brooks picture while I'm not home. Let this be a lesson to everyone: Treasure things while you have them. Sooner or later they will be gone and you will miss them terribly. Don't take things for granted.

I LOVE YOU BABY. I'LL MISS YOU.


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