So life just keeps happening, while I was making other plans....
January a neighbor of mine passed away, I wish she hadn't done that as her and I were getting comfortable in each other's company, even laughing together..It seems like every single time I make a friend, they die a year or two later...
February my beloved, funny face fur baby died suddenly. It was hell.
Cocoa was a Yorky/Poodle/ Llasa Apso mix. A Yorky face, curly body hair of the Poodle, and long silky hair on his legs like Llasa Apsos.
He had been born and raised in a grooming salon here in town, and I got him when he was 6 months old. His personality was already formed, fearful of everything and everyone. I tried to socialize him to people and other dogs. It went great with dogs, cats, children, however with adults he took a little time to get used to them first.
He learned several tricks, would alert me if I left food cooking on the stove, sassed me a lot! and when we learned he had diabetes, back in January, he was a real trooper when he had to have his 2x daily shots.
I've grieved over the loss of my best friend, grandparents, parents, and other friends and family, however this was the worst hurt I've ever known...ever. Even as he was in my arms and dying, he reached up and smelled my face repeatedly, giving me doggy kisses on my tears....
It's hard to continue on now....life goes on no matter and while I miss him I have to say that he taught me to love life, to find joy in the simple things...a hot meal, resting after a long hard day, a smile from a neighbor..that's all I guess to say for now...stay well and take care of yourselves.