One year ago the world lost the most adorable, loving,
intelligent and amazing little dog; Miss Foxy Brown.
I am truly grateful for those of you that helped donate love, time
and money to her heart condition issue that sprang up on me when I didn’t have
a job in early 2011. It’s thanks to you that she was able to stay with me
until the end of last year. With her constant visits to the dog hospital, my
unspeakably terrible lawsuit and the loss of a job (also my car’s ultimate
death) I never got to thank you, or repay you for that matter. I had a list for thank you cards that I
never made but I truly hope you know that I couldn’t be more appreciative.
In the final two days of Miss Foxy Brown’s life I spent every penny I had set aside for a car, and then some, trying to save her. Despite all my efforts, she reached a point when she was unable to breathe without help and I had to make the decision that still haunts me today. I can't help but feel guilty for forcing her to struggle on for those last few hours. I wish, with every fiber of my being, that she could have made it through that night without so much pain. As frustrating as it is waiting for a bus that never seems to run on schedule, having to search for jobs within the public transit area and being unable to have much of a social life, I would spend my car fund all over again trying to save her. When I get exasperated or discouraged I try to remember that attempting to save Miss Foxy B was worth everything because she was the most important thing in my life. I also remember that without the support of her friends and loved ones, I would have been without my tiny bear, even sooner.
Without Miss Foxy Brown, the last year of my life has been about adapting and finding joy in my life again. The hardest part is coming home to the place where I once had unconditional love waiting for me, no matter how the day went. My betta Ziggy Starfish really tries, but it isn't the same. Since her loss, my apartment hasn’t felt like home and there hasn’t been a day that I haven’t missed her. She was my familiar and I’m not sure I’ll ever connect with another animal like I did with her. I can only thank those of you that tried to keep that little old lady in my life for the longest amount of time possible.
In the final two days of Miss Foxy Brown’s life I spent every penny I had set aside for a car, and then some, trying to save her. Despite all my efforts, she reached a point when she was unable to breathe without help and I had to make the decision that still haunts me today. I can't help but feel guilty for forcing her to struggle on for those last few hours. I wish, with every fiber of my being, that she could have made it through that night without so much pain. As frustrating as it is waiting for a bus that never seems to run on schedule, having to search for jobs within the public transit area and being unable to have much of a social life, I would spend my car fund all over again trying to save her. When I get exasperated or discouraged I try to remember that attempting to save Miss Foxy B was worth everything because she was the most important thing in my life. I also remember that without the support of her friends and loved ones, I would have been without my tiny bear, even sooner.
Without Miss Foxy Brown, the last year of my life has been about adapting and finding joy in my life again. The hardest part is coming home to the place where I once had unconditional love waiting for me, no matter how the day went. My betta Ziggy Starfish really tries, but it isn't the same. Since her loss, my apartment hasn’t felt like home and there hasn’t been a day that I haven’t missed her. She was my familiar and I’m not sure I’ll ever connect with another animal like I did with her. I can only thank those of you that tried to keep that little old lady in my life for the longest amount of time possible.
Although December 19th will forever mark a day of my sadness and grief, I try
and remember that she wouldn’t have been with me through most of her final year
without the love and support of our friends. Those of you who tried to make her
future brighter are the reason I can get through such a dark day.
Thank you,
Rosa
Thank you,
Rosa
This was the last picture taken of us. It was about a week before her final heart episode.
