12 years have flown by without a deep dive into grief. These stories helped me overcome the loss of my mother - the first real impactful passing. Since then, there have been many adventures and several other passings - my father, their dog and now, one of the hardest since - my beloved Chico.
I wasn't supposed to have any pets - I would go to the SPCA to get my fix and give a little love to the babies waiting for their forever home. This day, I saw 2 dogs in a cage - a medium size mutt and a wee little 4.5 lb tan chihuahua with a nonchalant attitude. For purposes of curiosity, I asked if I could hold him.
In the meet and greet room he was placed in my arms and he acted like he wasn't impressed. He had a shaved part of his leg from being dropped off with a broken leg after biting someone. Since coming to know him, I believe he was in the wrong home that aggravated him until he couldn't take it any longer. I was advised he wasn't good with children. He proved that he was the sweetest with the youngest humans. Chico continued to act like he didn't care one way or another and thanks for the hugs.
My rental didn't allow pets but there was something about this little one that he HAD to become part of my family. I called my dad and BEGGED, pulling out all the daughter mannerisms so he could act as my landlord and I could use his address to adopt this dog. Surprisingly, he acquiesced after much pleading.
On Oct. 10, 2008 Chico officially became part of our family.First on the agenda was to change his name. In the age of Taco Bell's campaign, I didn't think it was really cool to have a boy chihuahua named Chico. Really?!? But he was not having any part of a name change. This was my first introduction into his stubbornness and strength of mind which I grew to adore.
He loved his stuffies and would methodically pull out the stuffing, throw it all over the house and keep the carcass in his bed. He received a pink bear that was slightly bigger than him. This became Humpy Bear when 8:00 at night, every night, he would have some love time with humpy bear without fail. In one of the house moves, humpy bear disappeared.
Chico moved with me 8 times, always finding his spot. I believe his favorite space was in New Kent when he got his own room. He shared it with a couple dressers and a make-up table but in essence it was his room. This was also the space where he got a last goodbye when Uncle JJ came for a visit after passing and after peeking in our room, went next door to say bye to Chico.
Chico was the best big brother. He introduced Lilith to the comfy couch and shared his clothes (more on that later) but was not happy when Lilith took his beloved squirrel. They loved playing dress up and going visiting during her short life.