November 8th 2005 12:29 pm
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I knew something was wrong with her. I knew it!! I'm so mad and sad about the entire situation! Nikko and I were in the kitchen..she wasn't moving around too much, but at first I didn't think anything of it, because Nikko likes to sleep a lot. Well, when Mom and Dad got home, normally we both go straight to the gate and start wagging our tails..we are usually fighting over a spot so that we can get to Mom and Dad first...I normally win, because I'm smaller and fast, but Nikko always get most of the attention, because she's not as hyper as me.
Anyway, so they came home and Nikko just laid there..she wasn't moving..Dad came in the kitchen area right away and Nikko fell down on the carpet. I ran into the bedroom to see Mom and then Dad came running in there to get her too.
As soon as Mom heard that something was wrong with Nikko, she ran straight to her. She was crying so badly, I was trying to help her, but she was just so upset. Nikko wasn't hardly moving and Mom was screaming to "please put your head up Nikko" She kept crying over and over and over again. I didn't know what to do, so I just kept running back and forth to the living room and the bedroom...I was scared, so scared.
Finally Jasmine (human sissy) closed the bedroom door on me and Yuki, my K-9 brother. We were upset, but also knew something was terribly wrong. My Mom and Dad left....and came back a few hours later. I could tell Mom was upset. She didn't even say hi to me when she walked in. Then after she fell out on the bed, she called me up on the bed and hugged me...cried and cried and cried. She said to Dad that Nikko was too young to die. Mom was so sad..she stayed sad for days...and couldn't really function too much. I felt so bad for her and I also felt bad for all of us..we missed her too.
Most days I forgot Nikko was gone and so I would run into the other bedroom where she would sleep and go in there to play with her, but she wasn't in there. Then I would go search for her in the house..then whine to go outside, because I thought, maybe she was outside playing or sunbathing. Nope..she was no where to be found.
Day after day..I would search for my beloved sister Nikko. After all, I have known her all my life. She was already here when Mom and Dad brought me home for the first time when I was a puppy...She was here when we both had surgery and shots, and anytime we got bathed, brushed or got in trouble. She was there for everthing and now she's not. I miss her soooooo much and can't stand to think that the rest of my life will be spent without her in it. She was such a great sissy....she was so gentle and loving and pretty much let us do whatever we wanted. She would even let me steal her treats from her...she didn't get mad at all...well Mom did, but not sissy. She would chase us around the yard and we'd all get so dirty...haha...I miss her so much.
She's at Rainbow Bridge now...safe and sound, happy and playing. I love you Nikko....forever and ever!
May 12th 2005 10:13 am
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Dad came home, which is awesome! I am so happy he's here, the family unit is complete. Well, at least I thought it was complete when he came home. We were all so happy, things were back to normal and can you believe it. The nerve of my parents???? Yeah, they did it, they sure did, evil, evil people! They went out and got this little black thing, they call a dog. I am sooooooooo mad, upset, hurt, annoyed, jealous, you name it, if it doesn't mean happy, then I'm it! I'm still in shock, even though Dad's been home for about 3 weeks now, we've had this little turd thing for a couple weeks and I still don't like him. When they first brought him home, I hated him so bad. I even bit him and Mom was so mad, she cried and cried and said something to Dad about getting me out of the house and never bringing me back. Dad took me to the car and I was so scared. He had a talk with me. I didn't understand much of what he said, although..I knew he was serious because he left me in the car for a few minutes and then when he finally let me out, they put some stupid thing over my mouth. I HATED it so much, I whined and moaned and froze underneath the bed. I felt like I couldn't breath. I think it was called a muzzle. I couldn't bark or bite, but I could lick my mouth and I was foaming at my mouth bad because I hated it so much. Anyway, I haven't written in a while and as usual, I am babbling. Mom tells me that I am annoying when I babble as I do it all day long every day. Funny thing is..this new dog thing, his name is Stupid..I mean, Yuki...he's alright I guess. It's cool to play with him sometimes, but I do still growl at him. Mom says I'm a good girl, but just wait until she turns her back, he's mine!! Mwwwaahhaaaaaaa...I think I'll go smell his butt now..bye bye
March 2nd 2005 2:10 pm
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Wow! Another month gone by like swoooooosh! I'm so happy..Daddy will be home soon! For some reason, I have been really independent lately. I think it's scaring Mama a bit, because I am normally connected to her hip (or so she says, but I don't get it, because I don't even come up to her hip!) She hasn't been sleeping a lot either, maybe 2 hours a night and I just can't keep up with her anymore. So I end up going right into our bedroom and curling up on her pillow. Mama doesn' t mind much because it's so cold outside and she always says.."Thanks baby for keeping my spot warm" I just like smelling her hair when I lay on her pillow, but if it helps her out too, then that's even better! Jazzy (human sissy) has been playing with me a lot too. It's weird, she usually tells me to calm down and "stop ChiChi" I have to admit..sometimes I do things just to get on her nerves, like a few weeks ago, I pooped on her bed! HAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAH Isn't that hillarious?? Well, Jazzy and Mama were soooooooo mad, I hid under the bed and everytime Mama would try to grab me, I'd scoot back further and further. I laid there for a while before I realized that I shouldn't have done that and I came out to appologize, Mama gave me a look and I put my ears down to let her know I was wrong and she gave me a kiss and told me not to do it again. I'm bad though, because last week I poopied on the floor right in front of her. I don't know what got into me. I was just outside and I didn't have to poo then, but as soon as I came in I let it out. Mama started to yell at me and I ran and hid in the bathroom. Then she shut the door on me. I was so sad, and scared. It was dark in there and all I wanted to do was curl up with my Mama. 5 minutes later she came and got me and put me back outside and wouldn't let me come in until I finished my business. Afterwards everything was fine, but I'm gonna try really, really hard not to do it ever again. Woof! I'm gonna go jump on the trampoline now with sissy.