Well, as you probably know already from reading my dear daddy’s post that my dog, Lucky, passed away on Monday 21st at 2:50… how do I know this you might be asking… well, I will tell you.
It was not a good day for me on that particular Monday; you know Mondays are always stressful! I was sick with a stomachache, I had a weird rash all over my arms and face and I was about to receive the biggest shock of my life… death.
I had read at least two entire hours of Wrinkle in Time, a book about a girl whose father has gone missing, but that’s not the point!!! I had fallen asleep on my bed and I was woken with a soft voice “Emmm… Francesca…”it was my empleada. I wearily opened my eyes and she continued “Emm… La Perra se murio…” (TRANSLATION: The dog has died)
I was thinking ‘she probably means a dog on the street’ so I follow her outside and my heart skipped at least four beats when I realized that the dog she was talking about was MY dog… LUCKY!
There she was lying there, getting stiffer and stiffer by the second. I walked over to her, I wanted to touch her, but she was covered in flies. Blood was coming from her mouth… I don’t know what she died of but I know that she lived a good life.
I remember when my dad had to carry her home on his bike when we first got her, because she was recovering from surgery. I remember that I got in trouble because she had wondered off and I went after her. I remember when the gate was left open and she had ventured out and was waiting by a trash can until we came looking for her. I remember how she always felt like she was a human baby. And how we won 2nd place in the pet show! She was amazing!!!
Rest in peace my old and faithful friend! I loved her so much! Now I’m crying!
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