Dootie

I loved my dog more than people will understand. Like she is another child of mine. She gave me happiness and unconditional love. She meant alot to me. I got her at a very important time in my life. I wasn't the best mother to my son and daughter..I made mistakes and I didn't raise my kids ..which I believe wholehearted that I did the best thing for them. I was a drug user and was not able to care for them as they needed..I'm sorry it took me until 2 years ago to straighten my life out and get off the drugs. And when I rented my first home myself I was happy..and I wanted my own dog..that's when my dootie comes into my life ..I made her a promise that I would never neglect her or give her away because I let a drug put me back to a place where I couldn't or wouldn't take care of her. And then I got Bella baby. My blue, brennel mixed pitbull. And Dootie being a mini  chihuahua I was worried that when Bella got up in size she might accidentally hurt Dootie but I was wrong..they grew up together and had a bond out if this world. I MADE A PROMISE TO THEM BOTH. Loosing Dootie hurt me to the point I cry uncontrollably..Lil things set it off..and I am left with the what if's or why did this..but I know God had his own plans for her but that doesn't take the pain away ..It hasn't been 3 weeks yet so the pain is still in early stages but I'm coping. I want the world to know how much I love her still. And I want her to know I always will