Our littlest girl passed away this morning from cancer. It was our privilege to share our lives with this unique little dog. She is already sorely missed. She was 9.
I called her "My Little Trucker Girl" because I took her to her first vet visit in my pick up. She huddled up next to me the whole trip. When I would come home from the road, she would jump and bark until I sat down in the recliner where she would wiggle up next to me, sit up, and put her head under my neck. What I wouldn't give to have that right now.
It took me all afternoon to get this out. I'm not ashamed of the tears. This is for you Chloe. Rest well little one, we'll see you again.
I called her "My Little Trucker Girl" because I took her to her first vet visit in my pick up. She huddled up next to me the whole trip. When I would come home from the road, she would jump and bark until I sat down in the recliner where she would wiggle up next to me, sit up, and put her head under my neck. What I wouldn't give to have that right now.
It took me all afternoon to get this out. I'm not ashamed of the tears. This is for you Chloe. Rest well little one, we'll see you again.