Remembering Cheeky...

I have lost a loved one... She was my two-year old shih tzu and now she's gone. I know some would just laugh it off and can't understand the feeling of losing a pet and I know there are some who can relate to me. Losing a dog is like losing a member of a family. That's what I am feeling right now because Cheeky was my baby.

I don't wanna talk about the day she died, I'm just gonna share the memories I've had with her...

Whenever it's time for her to eat and she doesn't eat right away, I would call Bullet or Mohan (our other dogs) and I would tell her that they're gonna eat her food and she would start barking and if Bullet's beside her she'll get mad at him and would start jumping at him and would then start eating her food fast so that Bullet can't get her food and I would laugh everytime she does that.

Shih tzus in nature are very affectionate. Cheeky was like that. She loves to curl up beside my feet and would sometimes use my slipper as her pillow. I just love carrying, hugging and kissing her. There was a time when we were both inside my room and I was lying on my bed and at that time, I was having a rough time. I started crying and suddenly, I heard her whimper and she started kissing my face. I cried even harder because I was touched and it felt like she's a real person comforting me.

I dread waking up in the morning because I know she won't be there to greet me in the morning to kiss my hand or my leg.
I dread coming home from work because I know she won't be there running towards me and jump up in excitement and wag her tail as if to say she missed me.
I dread eating in our dinner table because I know she won't be there sitting under the table, waiting for someone to give her a treat.

She was there when I was sad, she was there when I was happy. I would miss the times that I would sing to her and she'll just keep quiet while I cradle her in my arms.

I still imagine her running towards me in the morning.
I still imagine her greeting me when I come home from work.
I still glance at my side and expect her to be there looking at me.
I still look at our fan in the living room and expect her there facing it and enjoying the breeze.

But I know she's no longer there... She's gone forever and I can no longer hold her, hug her and kiss her. All I have are pictures and memories of her.

Baby, Cheeky, Cheeks, Cheekay, Cheekitita... I will miss you but I know you're in a happier place now. Thank you for making me happy and for being a part of my life. Goodbye my little one... I LOVE YOU...