A little dog died today....

She wasnt the worlds best dog.... quite the opposite, in fact! She was the little puppy who chomped through my math, economics and accountancy text books believing she had done me a huge favour! She was the little teething critter who completely destroyed countless pairs of footwear simply because she couldnt find her favourite chew-toy.....

She was also the little fluff ball who would crawl up under our blankets at night to grab some body warmth... the beautiful, bright, doe-eyed dog with the perked up ears who would always be the first one to greet you when you went to pet her (even though she would always unfailingly manage to dig her nails into our butt)..... She loved to run...and everytime she was let free she would zip around like a streak of wet lightening....

She was just four and a half years old.... she did not deserve to die... and yet she did...

its the worst thing in the world to have a beloved die in ones arms...and yet it happened....even though I kept imagining that any minute she would jump up as good as ever and launch herself on us in all her flailing, drooling glory...disappointment.... the sense of inadequacy the inability to do anything is absolutely heartwrenching... Its a burden I will have to bear for the rest of my life.... I can only try and console myself by imagining her in an endless open pasture, running and frolicking to her hearts content....

I just hope that there is a passageway connecting the place where dogs go, to the place where humans go.... Because, I dearly hope to someday see my snoopy-baby once again....

Love you, my darling.... rest in peace!!