An Ode to Chewbacca
August 7, 2007 by edzguanko
Letting go is always a sad affair.
Two days ago, Chubi died. He was our pet dog, he was my baby
brother, and for five years he was a source of delight. I cried myself silly,
and then I remembered the last time I was home. I gave Chubi a bath and
talked to him, and I told him that he musn’t die anytime soon. I told him that
I would be terribly, terribly sad if that happened. As always, he listened and
looked at me and I knew he understood. But then, he’s just a dog. Like us, it’s
not his decision.
Chubi, you don’t how
much I miss you. And how I still cry when I remember that next time I go home,
you won’t be there. Thank you for being part of my life. Thank you for being
sweet and smart, and devoted. You will always be my baby brother, my pet. And
no dog will ever be able to replace you. I love you, Chubi. I hope to God you
didn’t suffer.
