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Brilliant_Rock
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- Dec 27, 2006
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So I''ve been really sad lately because my 15 year old chihuahua Twiggy died while I was gone on vacation to Puerto Rico. I knew it was coming soon, but I just wanted to be here to bury her and everything. My dad told me when I sat down my suitcase, and I went upstairs and just cried and cried, and eventually went over to my FF''s house to sleep.
I haven''t been home since, I just can''t imagine being at home and looking at her empty kennel. I''ve had her since I was 10 years old; I watched her being born, but I forgot death was this hard to deal with. My first chihuahua Napoleon died 3 years ago and I guess I had put it out of my mind. I went to the spot where they burried her, next to Napoleon, and I lost it. I walked back up the path toward my house, and saw a huge black butterfly flutter inches away from me. Then I remember that the day she died, my FF and I were in my aunt''s cabana house in the middle of the mountains in PR. I was laying on the hammock, and he was sitting in a chair beside me, and suddenly a group of hummingbirds whizzed passed us, and as I said, "Wow!" one of them stopped, and just fluttered like a foot away from my head, staring.. then it zoomed off. Maybe it''s just coincidental, but I''d always like to think it was her.
So since I''ve been staying at my FF''s house, I''ve been letting his dogs in (boxer Maya, and rat terrier Dusty) and letting them keep me company. It''s almost like Maya seems to know when I''m getting sad, because she gets out of her dog bed, sits infront of me, and just stares at me, or nudges me until I respond.
Sigh.
I haven''t been home since, I just can''t imagine being at home and looking at her empty kennel. I''ve had her since I was 10 years old; I watched her being born, but I forgot death was this hard to deal with. My first chihuahua Napoleon died 3 years ago and I guess I had put it out of my mind. I went to the spot where they burried her, next to Napoleon, and I lost it. I walked back up the path toward my house, and saw a huge black butterfly flutter inches away from me. Then I remember that the day she died, my FF and I were in my aunt''s cabana house in the middle of the mountains in PR. I was laying on the hammock, and he was sitting in a chair beside me, and suddenly a group of hummingbirds whizzed passed us, and as I said, "Wow!" one of them stopped, and just fluttered like a foot away from my head, staring.. then it zoomed off. Maybe it''s just coincidental, but I''d always like to think it was her.
So since I''ve been staying at my FF''s house, I''ve been letting his dogs in (boxer Maya, and rat terrier Dusty) and letting them keep me company. It''s almost like Maya seems to know when I''m getting sad, because she gets out of her dog bed, sits infront of me, and just stares at me, or nudges me until I respond.
Sigh.