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Chico Cabanaw - Dunivent
January 1, 1998 - December 8th, 2008
The day Lisa with the Indiana Sheltie Rescue came to my home, she had actually come
with the idea of adopting out Kimmie ( some of you may remember her), unfortunately
Kimmie was a bit to vocal for me. Lisa also brought Chico along just in case and as soon
as she opened the back of her van and I laid eyes on him, it was love at first site. He was
the most beautiful dog I had ever seen. The eyes truly are the passage to the soul. Until
the day he died one of the things I loved to do most was to just look at him and I miss that
so much.
Chico took about 3 months to really feel at home with us, but once he did he loved us with
all of his heart. Some of the things Chico loved to do was play in the sprinkler, go for
walks, sit with mom and do anything his big brother Simon was doing. He should have
been named Pokey, he would take so long to come in, I would call and he would look at
me and continue on at his own slow pace. I remember one time he really did stop to smell
a Daffodil. I called him sneakie cheekie, he would always sneak up on our other two dogs
or squirrels. Those squirrels had his number though. They would sit between the two
trees in the back yard and wait for Chico to get about 10 feet from them and run up a
tree. Chico never knew which tree, so it would always be a last minute decision on which
way to go. He would try to jump up the side of the tree with no luck. I always give each of
my dogs mommy and me time, Chico and I had ours just a few days before, I was eating
peanut brittle and had him sitting in bed with me. I do not usually give my dogs table food,
but I gave him a few small pieces of the brittle (no peanuts). I think maybe I knew deep
inside, his time was coming. I just remember Dr. Murphy telling my mom in her Yorkies last
week to give him whatever he wanted. And maybe thats what I was doing for Chico. I am
just glad I had that time with him, one on one. He was one of a kind and I will never meet
another soul like him. I thank the Indiana Sheltie Rescue for giving us 5 great years with
him. I am so glad we were able to give him a loving, safe home where he knew he was
family.
Although he became very dependant on me in the end, Chico was happy and full of life up
until an hour before his demise. He got up and ate breakfast as usual. Unfortunately the
fluid in his chest was too much for his little heart to take. I have lost family members
young and old, however I have never grieved this hard and hurt this much in my entire
life. I wake up in the morning and for a split second everything is fine and then I
remember, my stomach drops out from under me. I cry at the drop of a dime. When your
pet gets old, sick or both you become more than just "their human" your role changes and
you become their caregiver. So, you not only lose them, you lose the need they had for
you. Their unconditional love is irreplaceable. I ask myself if there was more I could have
done, did I wait to long to get him started on his medicine, did I not see the signs because
I was too worried about dealing with the day ahead? If I had taken 5 extra seconds to
really check on him, would it have made a difference? Sometimes we get so wound up in
day to day tasks, we forget to take time for our family. That will never happen again here.
I know Chico is not questioning me, he is having fun and in full spirit with all of his brothers
and sisters, running, playing in sprinklers and having a ball chasing squirrels. I will miss
him so very much. My time is not over here and I have more dogs that will need me in this
lifetime. Chico is now waiting with our other pets at the rainbow bridge and I know that
when my time comes we can all finish our journey together. Between you and me, I am
looking forward to that day. I can't wait for it. It will be the most joyous of days. I love you
baby boy! Can't wait to see you again.....Love, Mama
January 1, 1998 - December 8th, 2008
The day Lisa with the Indiana Sheltie Rescue came to my home, she had actually come
with the idea of adopting out Kimmie ( some of you may remember her), unfortunately
Kimmie was a bit to vocal for me. Lisa also brought Chico along just in case and as soon
as she opened the back of her van and I laid eyes on him, it was love at first site. He was
the most beautiful dog I had ever seen. The eyes truly are the passage to the soul. Until
the day he died one of the things I loved to do most was to just look at him and I miss that
so much.
Chico took about 3 months to really feel at home with us, but once he did he loved us with
all of his heart. Some of the things Chico loved to do was play in the sprinkler, go for
walks, sit with mom and do anything his big brother Simon was doing. He should have
been named Pokey, he would take so long to come in, I would call and he would look at
me and continue on at his own slow pace. I remember one time he really did stop to smell
a Daffodil. I called him sneakie cheekie, he would always sneak up on our other two dogs
or squirrels. Those squirrels had his number though. They would sit between the two
trees in the back yard and wait for Chico to get about 10 feet from them and run up a
tree. Chico never knew which tree, so it would always be a last minute decision on which
way to go. He would try to jump up the side of the tree with no luck. I always give each of
my dogs mommy and me time, Chico and I had ours just a few days before, I was eating
peanut brittle and had him sitting in bed with me. I do not usually give my dogs table food,
but I gave him a few small pieces of the brittle (no peanuts). I think maybe I knew deep
inside, his time was coming. I just remember Dr. Murphy telling my mom in her Yorkies last
week to give him whatever he wanted. And maybe thats what I was doing for Chico. I am
just glad I had that time with him, one on one. He was one of a kind and I will never meet
another soul like him. I thank the Indiana Sheltie Rescue for giving us 5 great years with
him. I am so glad we were able to give him a loving, safe home where he knew he was
family.
Although he became very dependant on me in the end, Chico was happy and full of life up
until an hour before his demise. He got up and ate breakfast as usual. Unfortunately the
fluid in his chest was too much for his little heart to take. I have lost family members
young and old, however I have never grieved this hard and hurt this much in my entire
life. I wake up in the morning and for a split second everything is fine and then I
remember, my stomach drops out from under me. I cry at the drop of a dime. When your
pet gets old, sick or both you become more than just "their human" your role changes and
you become their caregiver. So, you not only lose them, you lose the need they had for
you. Their unconditional love is irreplaceable. I ask myself if there was more I could have
done, did I wait to long to get him started on his medicine, did I not see the signs because
I was too worried about dealing with the day ahead? If I had taken 5 extra seconds to
really check on him, would it have made a difference? Sometimes we get so wound up in
day to day tasks, we forget to take time for our family. That will never happen again here.
I know Chico is not questioning me, he is having fun and in full spirit with all of his brothers
and sisters, running, playing in sprinklers and having a ball chasing squirrels. I will miss
him so very much. My time is not over here and I have more dogs that will need me in this
lifetime. Chico is now waiting with our other pets at the rainbow bridge and I know that
when my time comes we can all finish our journey together. Between you and me, I am
looking forward to that day. I can't wait for it. It will be the most joyous of days. I love you
baby boy! Can't wait to see you again.....Love, Mama
| Inspired by the Indiana Sheltie Rescue If you have lost a pet and would like to memorialize them in some way, writing your feelings, memories and stories may help you feel better. Please send your letter and photos to admin@afewgoodpaws.com. You can write about or to them, whatever it takes to start the healing process. We will try to get your story posted within a week from receiving it . We are very sorry for your loss. Hopefully The Rainbow Bridge can bring some comfort to you in your time of need. |
Just this side of heaven is a place called
Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been
especially close to someone here, that
pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are
meadows and hills for all of our special
friends so they can run and play
together. There is plenty of food, water
and sunshine, and our friends are warm
and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old
are restored to health and vigor. Those
who were hurt or maimed are made
whole and strong again, just as we
remember them in our dreams of days
and times gone by. The
animals are happy and content, except
for one small thing; they each miss
someone very special to them, who had
to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the
day comes when one suddenly stops
and looks into the distance. His bright
eyes are intent. His eager body quivers.
Suddenly he begins to run from the
group, flying over the green grass, his
legs carrying him faster and faster. You
have been spotted, and when you and
your special friend finally meet, you cling
parted again. The happy kisses rain
upon your face; your hands again
caress the beloved head,and you look
once more into the trusting eyes of your
pet, so long gone from your life but
never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge
together....
Author Unknown
To My Dearest Keeba,
Thank you for all the love and joy you have given me. I hope that I gave a fraction of that back.
You have such a large piece of my heart, and you will be missed. Please wait for me at rainbow
bridge so I can find you....." you were mine, somewhere in time. I will look for you first, in my next
life"
Peace to my baby girl.
