I've cried all day today. My eyes are red-rimmed, my nose pink, and my lids swollen. I can still feel a lump in my throat and I am trying to swallow the tears. Ryan's little chihuahua, Coco, wandered off last night and I can't find her. I inherited her when Ryan went to prison. She's a sweet soul, docile, eager to please, affectionate, loving. Ryan got her when she was a puppy, before Hurricane Katrina. I am devastated and worried sick.
This photo was taken just a few months before Ryan went to prison.
Just a boy and his dog.
Please come home soon, Coco. I need you! I love you!
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Thank you, Heather. I love that photo a lot too. I painted it. Coco finally passed away. She was my "lil old lady," as I affectionately called her. We'd had her since before hurricane Katrina, so she was pretty old and eventually just got sick from old age. She had congenital heart failure. She stopped eating and eventually stopped using the bathroom. I babied her as much as I could - put diapers on her, tried spoon feeding her people food (ham, bacon, anything she wanted) but she refused to eat. Then she started having problems breathing- so I made the agonizing decision to bring her to the vet for euthanasia. She passed away in my arms while I was telling her how much I loved her and would miss her. The vet didn't even have to give her the second, fatal shot. I am so sad without her- but she was loved, cherished and had the best life I could give her. And she didn't die alone. She died in my arms knowing she was loved. I know I did the right thing.
Me too, y'all. I am so lost without her. And she's old and sick. We told Ryan and he said she may have just gone off in the woods to die alone. That didn't help... and the my husband echoed his sentiments exactly. Oh NO! Coco, PLEASE come home! I love you! I need you, my lil old lady! I don't know how to be without you! My heart is breaking - again. :-(
OMG I would be so very upset. I hope Coco comes home soon.