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I forgot to mention in my last post that Chris, James, and Logan found an abandoned dog at Littlefield/Shultis park in mid February. It was cold and we knew that it would rain so Chris called the local shelter and after finding they were closed for the day, brought her home until we could figure out what we would do.

She did have a collar on so I immediately thought of the unfortunate family that were most likely at that moment frantically looking for her, hoping she was okay and safe. It had already started raining at that point so as an alternative to making “FOUND DOG” posters and hanging them outside, I logged onto craigslist and posted the “found dog” notice under the “pet” section. Not even an hour after posting, I received a phone call.

The man said he “knew the owner of the dog” and that she was most definitely abandoned at the park. The owner’s house was apparently in foreclosure and she and her family, in having to look for a new place to live, decided it was best that she let the dog run loose at the park in the hopes that someone will eventually pick her up. He told me she didn’t want to take her to the animal shelter because she’ll just end up being euthanized.

So in the end, we decided to just keep her. She was just too sweet a dog to let go and it was sad that her last family ran out of the means to take care of her. And while I feel bad for their current predicament, I still think it would have been nicer to at least have taken the dog to the pound. That way she’d at least have shelter and food for a time, and would still have a slight chance of being adopted out to a good home. My husband said it much better in his blog. Look for it in the paragraph titled, “Economics” (yes my husband sometimes structures his blog posts in sections, lol).

And if you haven’t guessed already from the title of this post, we named her Zoey. Well, Zoey Alleyne Deschanel, but just Zoey for short. We actually went through about a half dozen names, the first one that I blurted out being “Olive Oil” because of her long skinny legs. Chris really liked that but I didn’t want to think of how ridiculous I’d feel having to call out for her in the back yard, saying “Olive Oil, come heeeeere!!”

Oh and I forgot to mention she is a Chihuahua and Miniature Pinscher pix, also known to other owners of this mixbreed as ChiPin or MinChi That means that would also make her a MexiGerman, or a GerMexican, lol. Well, you can see she looks sort of like “Santa’s Little Helper” from The Simpsons here:

It’s now March and at first I felt bad about glossing over February like nothing interesting happened, but then I did a mental face slap because I know that the happenings in my life– whether notable or not– don’t need validation by being posted on this blog.

That and I’m either really busy, or really lazy. I’ve even become so good at both that I can be both busy and lazy at the same time.

Anyway, I do want to mention some particulars from last month though… Mom celebrated her 51st birthday on the 2nd and towards the end of the month we threw a surprise birthday party for Tita Lyn’s 50th. Valentine’s Day came and went just like any day for us, because as Chris and I grew wiser not just in age but in our relationship, we realized showing LOVE to each other is a 365 day holiday, not just on one that Hallmark guilts people into making it a highlighted day to show you care. We already have birthdays and Christmas for that.

It was a sad day yesterday though. One of my aunts passed away, the mother of one of my closest cousins. March 5th, I believe at 7:40pm. The reason I know the time, or the estimate time anyway, was I was sitting on the couch and I felt so empty not being able to be at the hospital last night with her everyone. So I picked up my phone and text’d Abs with “what’s happening now, I wish I was there.” And a few seconds later she text’d back, “tita just passed”. She had just passed within that minute.

I was at the hospital the day before, on Wednesday and stayed till passed 11pm. I had the amazing privilege to be able to sit with her for about 20 minutes, and held her hand and talked to her and stroked her hair, and it was just her and me for that time because everyone went for either a bathroom break, smoking break, or just to get something to eat. And I felt so lucky to just be with her, this aunt that has been a constant in my life since I was a little kid, a really sweet woman who had fire in heart and a big love for her family.

Last night James, Logan, and I prayed for her during our bedtime prayers, and thanked God that she’s home with Him in Heaven, and that she at least doesn’t feel pain anymore. We’re thankful for that.

I talked to my cousin today and learned the funeral may be on Friday next week. The wake, probably Wednesday or Thursday.

And while the week will go on as usual, and the world will keep turning even without her in it, she won’t be forgotten… and she’s still alive in our hearts.