In Loving Memory

It's not often I share these sort of things with my friends and watchers here on Deviant Art. But I just remembered that the 5th of Janurary marks the second anniversary of the day I lost a dog who was my closest companion. This is a drawing I made in memory of my fallen angel, Chiquita, (Spanish word for small) who was half Chihuahua and half Poodle. As depicted in this illustration, she was mostly black with some tan markings on her face, legs, lower body, and under her tail. In fact, her fur colors and textures as I remember closely resembled that of a Doberman.

Back in the spring of 1995, I came home from school the other day feeling down and miserable becuase of the constant oppression I've suffered because of some jerks from school. But in was on that day, that my mother presented me with a special gift; it was a small puppy that was a mix between a Chihuahua and a Poodle, with a green ribbon tied around the collar. The puppy was so cute and adorable that I named her Chiquita. As far back as I can remember, Chiquita was a very energetic and free-spirited little dog, who would always be by my side to cheer me up even in the most miserable days of my pitiful life. In fact, she and I had bonded so well and so lovingly, that she was more than a pet to me; she was like my little sister because of the spiritual attachment we had.

Based on some of my most fond and vivid memories of Chiquita, she would often whimper whenever I left for school, and she would always be the first to welcome me back happily and lovingly whenever I returned home. When I had sometime in between, she and I would play together in doors or outside in the backyard, and she would even sleep with me on the couch after a long and tiresome day. One night, I even caught her sleeping with me in my bedroom. It just goes to show me that our bond was so strong and so powerful that we were practially inseperable.

Throughout most of her life, Chiquita was a happy and healthy dog with so much energy and spirit. But as the summer of 2008 came along, I noticed her gradually slowing down and growing ill from old age. In the winter of that same year, she started vomitting and weakening due to her intestines being unable to handle food like the way she used to when she was young. In fact, it had gotten to the point in which she had become so hopelessly ill, that my mother and I came to a painful decision to end her misery. So on Janurary 5th, 2009, we took her to the vet to have her put down. It was one of the most painful and agonizing days of my life. And her loss was more than I could bare. I was in so much pain on the day I had to put her away. In fact, as that day passed, I felt that some part of me died along with her.

To this day, I continue to carry with me the many wonderful memories I have of Chiquita, for the powerful and spiritual bond we had together is something that I will probably remember for the rest of my life. She brought me happiness when my days were miserable, and she did her job well which was to be my companion. For this, I will always remember her and all the wonderful times we had together. For although she is gone now and is no longer with me in this world, I will always have her in my heart as the best animal companion I've ever had. God bless you, Chiquita. I shall always remember you.

RIP: 1995-2009

Art by MDTartist83.