'I don't like dogs. Well I don't like them in the house.' This was what my now ex-husband, said to me when I brought up the idea of us getting a dog right after we got married. Being the negotiator that I am, I countered with 'well, we can't have any more children, and now you are going to deny me a puppy too?' Needless to say I won that round, and a few weeks later, a lady walked into the bank with a basket full of puppies. I was working there at the time and my ex just happened to be on his way up there to do some banking. I had already picked out TWO of the black and brown yorkie mixes that I wanted. When he walked in, he looked at me and said 'no. just one' It was so hard to put the boy puppy back. But I knew I was pushing it. I handed him the girl puppy and said, 'Mocha' letting him know I had already named her. He rolled his eyes and took her home.
the day we said goodbye...
'You know I may not bring her back' I said this to Jordan as I left my Mom's house early that Saturday morning headed to Dr. Smith's office. I had Mocha wrapped in a towel and she stared at me the entire drive. Every time I looked at her she was staring at me. I said the word 'vet' to see if she would drop her ears when she hears words that trigger her. Bath and vet were the main two she didn't like. But she just kept staring at me with no reaction. I waited about 30 minutes to see Dr. Smith, but it felt like I waited 12 hours. He examined her slowly and kept her calm and told me what I already knew. He asked me if I wanted to be with her. I told him I did. He gave her a small shot to calm her and she fell asleep in my arms. He then gave her another shot and she stopped breathing a few minutes later. I walked out of the vet's office and cried in my car.
For 15 years, Mocha brought joy, loyalty and unconditional love to our family. And though it was hard to say goodbye, I am so blessed to have had such an amazing companion for so long.