Que pasa, Chica??
I am blessed to be surrounded by wonderful people who really care about me.
I never imagined 2 years ago, that I would be one of those people who grew so attached to their pet that they viewed them as every bit their "child". But that's because I hadn't found Trixie yet. She entered my life, and touched my heart, and she'll always hold a very special place in it. So, needless to say, her loss has been excrutiatingly difficult for me.
That's where I'm also blessed by wonderful family & friends. Dan, who has been there throughout her illness, and helped me pick up the pieces after that difficult decision. My sisters, who from 400 miles away, consoled me and understood exactly how important she was, and my friends who left me message after message with their support. I would continue to be lost without you all, thank you dearly for your support.
But there's more...
Words cannot express my surprise and gratitude when Dan's mom called last week to tell us that there was a puppy waiting for me at Petland. She had loved Trixie and mourned her deeply with the rest of us, and knew how badly I was taking her loss at home. I wasn't sure when I'd be up to or able to adopt another "baby", and the emptiness in the house was deafening. So, when she called and said to head down to Petland and that there were 3 chihuahua puppies, and one of them was mine... I was moved to tears. There was 2 little boys and a little girl... the little girl was the first thing that caught my eye and I was immediately drawn to her. Holding her, she was sweet and playful and I knew that she was perfect.
And then, we tried to name her. I had always wanted to name another little girl Troxel Lee (as in Melanie Troxel, NHRA Top Fuel Driver & Fastest Woman on the planet) and nickname her "Troxy". But Dan veto'd that name, saying it was too close to Trixie. Other suggestions... Roxy, Laney, Pisten... but after 3 days still nothing had jumped out. Everyone was calling her "girl" or "baby girl", so in a spanish twist, I decided that "Chica" was fitting. (Spanish translation: "Chica" means little girl)
So meet Chica.... she's a spunky little thing. I'm sure that her big sister is looking down from heaven and watching over us all.
I never imagined 2 years ago, that I would be one of those people who grew so attached to their pet that they viewed them as every bit their "child". But that's because I hadn't found Trixie yet. She entered my life, and touched my heart, and she'll always hold a very special place in it. So, needless to say, her loss has been excrutiatingly difficult for me.
That's where I'm also blessed by wonderful family & friends. Dan, who has been there throughout her illness, and helped me pick up the pieces after that difficult decision. My sisters, who from 400 miles away, consoled me and understood exactly how important she was, and my friends who left me message after message with their support. I would continue to be lost without you all, thank you dearly for your support.
But there's more...
Words cannot express my surprise and gratitude when Dan's mom called last week to tell us that there was a puppy waiting for me at Petland. She had loved Trixie and mourned her deeply with the rest of us, and knew how badly I was taking her loss at home. I wasn't sure when I'd be up to or able to adopt another "baby", and the emptiness in the house was deafening. So, when she called and said to head down to Petland and that there were 3 chihuahua puppies, and one of them was mine... I was moved to tears. There was 2 little boys and a little girl... the little girl was the first thing that caught my eye and I was immediately drawn to her. Holding her, she was sweet and playful and I knew that she was perfect.And then, we tried to name her. I had always wanted to name another little girl Troxel Lee (as in Melanie Troxel, NHRA Top Fuel Driver & Fastest Woman on the planet) and nickname her "Troxy". But Dan veto'd that name, saying it was too close to Trixie. Other suggestions... Roxy, Laney, Pisten... but after 3 days still nothing had jumped out. Everyone was calling her "girl" or "baby girl", so in a spanish twist, I decided that "Chica" was fitting. (Spanish translation: "Chica" means little girl)So meet Chica.... she's a spunky little thing. I'm sure that her big sister is looking down from heaven and watching over us all.
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