Something else I want to talk about Is my Yorkie Dulce. I haven't talked about her on here, it's always hard to talk about her without crying. If you don't have an idea by now...she died. On September 28, 2013 to be precise; a week before my birthday...
Losing her was really hard on our family. She was a big part of us. She slept with us, dined with us, followed us...she was like another family member. And losing her was like losing another part of us. It left a hole in our house. Let's just say the house hasn't been the same without her...
We don't cry anymore...but every time we talk about all the cute/funny/frustrating things she would do we would find our eyes tearing up with the happy memories. We know she's gone, but sometimes we find ourselves saying stuff like "Close the door before Dulce gets out" or when we enter the house our first immediate response is to call her name...but then we stop ourselves half way and have to remember that she's in a better place.
But even so it's still hard... We miss her a lot. And it sucks, especially for sis and me, that we didn't get to see her for one last time....
