was when I adopted this sweet little dog Chloe in 1996. She was originally named Donny and that simply didn’t fit her. So I changed it the minute I got her home to my college apartment. I’d always had dogs and so it seemed to make sense when my friend and I were sitting over lunch and we thought…’let’s go get dogs!”. When you are 20 – that sounds like such an easy, carefree decision and you don’t imagine that it’s possible that this animal could be come a part of you, a lifetime responsibility and one of the greatest connections you’ll ever have. But that’s what happened.
Chloe really was the best dog I could have asked for. She didn’t really bark or beg, she wasn’t a ‘licker’, she did fairly well on a leash, she knew how to sit, shake and stay (I probably could have taught her more but she loved those 3 tricks), she traveled well in cars, everyone loved her and for the past 3 years she’s sat right by my side in my office at home.
I’d like to think Chloe lived one of the greatest lives and had some of the greatest adventures. She use to have legs that were springy like bunnies. She’d jump up and down to get your attention. She use to chase and taunt geese at a local pond in college (and much worse as one of my roommates might remember). She jumped into trees like a little squirrel, she’s jumped on a dinner table on Thanksgiving day and ate the dark meat on the turkey, she’s sneaked an entire loaf of bread one time (that really freaked me out as I discovered she ate the entire thing). She ‘ran away from home’ once – but ended up sitting on the front porch about 30 min later. She knew where she was meant to be.
Over the past few years I was convinced she had 9 lives like a cat. She was hit by a car (not going too fast thankfully), she threw herself out of a car, she was misdiagnosed with throat cancer and I was told she had a week to live (that was 3 yrs ago) and this past year has been touch and go with various ‘old dog’ issues. But nonetheless she kept trucking and convincing us that she was perfectly fine. She wasn’t ready.
Yesterday however, she was ready. I now understand what people mean when they say ‘you’ll know when it’s time’. She was so tired, had no appetite and simply walking was becoming her biggest challenge. We would carry her from room to room and for the first time in her life she became a lap dog. Over the past few days she would just lay in my arms and rest. If I could have found a way to keep her here with us forever – I would have.
Yesterday (8.18.11) at 6pm we had an in-home vet visit and she was peacefully put to sleep. It was hardest thing I’ve ever done and I miss her more than words can say.
I don’t keep a journal or anything like that – just this blog. And this morning when I woke up and Chloe was the only thing on my mind, I wanted to talk about her and look at pictures of her. So I thought I’d make a place for her here on my blog so that I could come back and see her sweet little face. Below are some of the many photos I have of her (Most are iphone photos so pardon the quality).
I could list so many words to describe Chloe – but SWEET is the biggest one that comes to mind. She was just the sweetest dog and I’m thankful for every single moment I had with her.
the image on the left was about 5 years ago – the image on the right was about 3 months ago. in the same spot, different perspectives at my dad’s house.
seriously could you love those blonde eye lashes anymore?
Chloe didn’t get to go out on the lake that often but she loved it when she did and oh my gosh did she love car rides!!!
I adore this photo of her. it’s one of the few times she jumped up on a bed – we caught her sleeping and we just couldn’t bear to wake her.
The photo on the left I love. During pretty days I would leave the front door open sometimes to get some fresh air and she would just sit there. She knew life was not nearly as good for her outside that door. The photo on the right is last fall. Angela loved her as much as I do and I know her heart is missing little Chloe too.
Thank you Chloe for living 19 wonderful years. I’m thankful to have had 16 of those with you by my side – you will be missed (1993-2011)