I hope Jane never dies because I'm gonna really die then.
No matter how much I said "You're going to be okay Chloe, baby, you're going to be fine... please don't leave me" No matter how many times I said it, a part of me knew she wasn't going to make it, but I tried not to think about that because everytime I think negative, shit happens but she passed away anyway.
And then people along with my very own parents keep telling me that it'll be okay and that I can just get a new puppy/dog and it's just not that easy.
They don't understand how I feel loosing my beloved Chloe, but now I understand how you felt when Ica Ica went to Heaven.
What hurts me the most, I guess, is the way that Chloe died.
It would've been a lot less painful if she had just waited and died naturally or just killed super fast (if God just wanted to take her away from me so badly).
And also... she was having puppies. So it wasn't just her who died... it was her and her babies and that's not fair for anyone.
I miss her and I don't want a new puppy... I want her.
I want my baby Chloe.
And if I am to get a new puppy I'm going to name her Chloe II because I miss her that much.
I hope Jane doesn't leave me also. And it's strange to me because Jane is the one who is crippled and weaker than any other dog I've ever had since living in this household, yet she's the only one who's survived.
I'm going to miss Chloe forever.
PS. It really really really sucks that your mom gave Chubs away because my parent's will accept any dog now to fill in Chloe's absense (they want a guard dog now, but I want a dog I can play with).
:'(