It didn't seem like too long ago that I've got u. but somehow, years goes by and so many memories have been created.
I'll remember the times where I was just started learning to cut your nails and spend hours in the toilet.
The many times I got bitten by you because u didn't like what I was doing.
The times we took 1 hour bus ride, smuggling u up the bus in a carrier bag, just to go to Bishan park or expo for a dog event.
The times u were so fussy with the type of dry food to eat.
The many times u ran away from home and I have to stick notices around the neighborhood to look for u. (but as u grow older, u eventually know ur way home and I've reach a point where I've stop worrying about you getting lost)
The time I taught u 'bang' and u quickly learnt how to do it and mum keep showing that off to everyone.
The many times mum threatened to give you away because u were biting hao and everyone else.
The time u did got given away to mum's friend and end up not eating for 4 days and we have to bring you back.
The time I send u for castration and the vet injured your ureter and u end up having to stay in the vet clinic for a week.
Your nightly routine of sleeping under the blanket beside me under my armpit.
The many times you'll charge at anyone who come near by bed while I was sleeping.
The many times u try to wake us up when there was strangers outside the house in the middle of the night.
The time I bought ticks home from work and u end up being infested with ticks and I have to shave u bald.
The time u gave me a scare with your big lipoma, or ur torn cruciate, or that dyspnea episode.
As u got older, arthritis and heart condition may have gotten the better of u.
u weren't able to jump onto the bed anymore, u wasn't able to do the 'bang' trick anymore. u didn't want to walk that far during walks anymore till it reach a stage where I have to carry u up and down the stairs.
I thought being a vet nurse all these years would make it easier for me when it's time to let u go. But apparently I was so wrong. At that point of time, I wish I didn't have so much knowledge about disease condition, I wish I didn't have any knowledge about assessing your quality of life. I wish I could just be ignorant and think that all that changes with you is because u r getting old. I'm sorry it took me so many days to make the decision. I'm sorry I'm wasn't there during ur last week or moment. perhaps if I was there, I would have made been more decisive with my decision and u wouldn't have to be in pain for so many days already.
Somehow, the day I decided to let u go, u started deteriorating really quickly. This whole thing came at the worst timing ever. With the last trimester pregnancy and exams the following day. Making a decision to go home or not just wasn't the most straightforward answer.
I'll never know if that's a coincidence or perhaps u did know my struggle. I'll never know if the sound u made during our last video call meant something that u might want to tell me. But thanks for making the decision to go on your own. I'm glad u are pain free now.
Run free my friend. I hope there's lots of nice food for u in doggy heaven.
You weren't the cutest or friendliest dog a person would love at first sight. But it's true when they say chihuahua is a special breed whom only the owner would love. Thanks for the memories the past 16 years my grumpy old man. You'll always hold a special place in my heart. :')

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