We had a bad one today.
One of our dear chihuahuas has gone to dog heaven — he probably died while we were asleep. We just saw him this morning, dead. We never suspected that something’s wrong with Chrypto. He was okay. He had a good meal last night and had normal appetite.
Chulo is the oldest one (10 human years) and he is limping for a week now, hence, we scheduled him for a check this Saturday as he needed some advanced care. We brought him to the clinic last weekend but they didn’t have the right equipment to check him. Why didn’t we notice Chrypto?!
I wonder if his real parents, Chiqui and Chulo feel sad… I don’t know if they understood such loss. We were trying to give Chuchu a treat today, but he refused. Is he sad? Does he know that his “son” has died? Would they know that?
I feel so bad for my husband, because Chrypto was his. He had an extra love for Chrypto because when we’d given away Chiqui and Chulo’s pups for adoption, he was the only one that’s left since no one wanted him because he had lazy eyes. We decided to keep him, albeit, we already have 3 (in an average size apartment), we agreed that we can still care for another one.
We feel guilty because we heard a weird cry last night. I did. But I thought it was just a reaction, they always bark at night. I tried waking up my husband but he said, they’re probably just playing. It was just one cry — like a lamentation. I hate that we didn’t get up.
Chiqui and Chunkee so far have no reaction. They were just looking at my husband as he placed Chrypto inside a box. He sealed him. We buried him in the yard. We were late for work but we didn’t feel like going actually.