She awoke me at 5:30 today with her tiny little Chihuahua
bark. So loud in the wee hours. In the dark. An
hour earlier than usual. Sitting there on her haunches next to the
bed peeking up. So faithful, those big brown eyes. Something
to tell me? You're early today darlin girl. What is
it? Today you slipped away from me still cradled in my
arms. I loved you so. I love you still. My
darling little girl. Did you know this was the
day? I see your bowl still there. Your blanket
and your little doggie bed. I caress the blanket and try
to pretend you're still there. But you're not and
you're gone from me and this world. I'm so very grateful for the
short time we've had together. It is true little one, what
they say. Grief is the price we pay for love.
Nirbhao, June
26, 2009 - June 16, 2023
My darling, beautiful, sweet Beloved. My boy. How I miss having
you here beside me, snuggling up, purring and relishing the pets
and cuddles. How I miss watching you eat with such delight and
chase your favorite toys and hang out with your brothers and
sister. Treats and love are sent out every day with kisses, we
remember you and keep you close. And when these guys get the
"roomies," I like to believe you're right there with them. My
Love, be well.