Everything that lives, dies. It's just apart of life! It hurts when someone you loves dies, I know how it feels! It sucks, it's not a fun feeling either. But things always turn out ok!
Today, my Grandparents dog died. Her name was Coco. Let me tell you about her...
Coco was a brown pekingese dog. She was fun loving and really animated. She loved people food, although, most dogs do! She barked at any dog or animal that was on TV, so we could never watch America's funniest home videos because half of the time she would just bark.
Coco and I had a very special bond. Our dates of birth are very close to each other and my parents gave Coco to my grandparents as a gift. We have a picture of Coco and I together when we were both about a 1 year old. (Maybe a little younger) Coco and I were the same age when she passed away.
I went to my Grandparents house for the weekend, you could just see the pain this poor dog was in. It was really sad, I tried to push it out of my mind. I ignored the fact that she couldn't walk easily and that she wasn't eating. I just didn't think about it. It wasn't until this afternoon, when we traveled home, that it hit me. We were pulling out of the driveway while I put my headphones in and hit play on a random song. "Dreaming with a broken heart" started to play. I looked at the house as we started to drive away. We were about to turn the car from their house when the words of the song hit me and my heart started to beat so loud, I could hear it. My mom stopped the car to answer a text and so many thoughts were rushing through my brain as I jumped out of the car, running back into the house. This was going to be the very last time I was ever going to see Coco. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I opened the back door and walked over to where she was in her kennel. I whispered to her for a second, sharing the moments that meant most to me with her. I told her that I loved her and that everything was gonna be ok. She was looked at me and I was trying hard not to bawl. My grandma came up and gave me a picture of her and I when we were so little. I hugged her goodbye, trying to hide the pain in my heart and my tear stained cheeks. I put on some sunglasses and got in the car avoiding looking at my mom. I didn't want her to know that I was upset.
As I drove home, I stared at the picture and so many thoughts rushed through my mind. I cried silently and was so thankful that I said goodbye. If I had stayed in the car.. I would have always regretted that moment.
I know that it's just a dog. But to me, she was one of my best friends. We both had spent our entire lives together. But, it was time for her to go. I understand.
Always hug goodbye and let people know you love them. You never know if it will be the very last time you see them.
peace out guys
much love
-Tay
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