my Chiqui passed yesterday morning after battling cancer for a year

i often forget how strange grief can be. it hasn't really hit me yet. yesterday felt like such a normal day, as if nothing happened. she was with us for 11 years, so it's hard to wrap my head around it.

my fav thing to do was to take pics of her going blep (:p), which she did a lot! smiling and sticking her tongue out since day 1. the last pic is from my last visit last month (she lived with my dad and his wife). my sweet girl gave me one final blep 🤍

she was such a fighter over the last year, being her good ol' self, just a little bit older and slower, but still as playful as she could be. i feel peace knowing she wasn't suffering greatly. she finally gets to meet her sister again (Bruna, the bulldog, who passes a year and a day before Chiqui), and she gets to meet my mom (passed shortly before Chiqui joined the family).