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Sometimes in life, life brings you unexpected news, or events in life that you never thought would happen. I sometimes wonder why things happen and I try to see that each event is only a lesson to be learned, but when that lesson involves someone dieing, what is the lesson in that? Perhaps it is not a lesson but a journey we have to go through to live and learn from. I rather not live through these times, I rather not know what it is to lose someone and I rather just forget what it felt like to love them. Wouldn’t it be so much easier if the pain we felt just disappeared with any memories of that person or pet or loved one? “Missing someone or something is sadness”. (kristin nicole)

Each time you lose someone you almost lose a piece of yourself. If I were to count all the pieces I’ve lost, what’s left? Each time a sad moment pops up into your mind try to distract yourself, try to think of something positive something that makes you happy. As a human we tend to have more negative thoughts than positive ones, because it is easier for us to see ourselves fail than to see ourselves actually succeed. Why is that? Why do we think so negatively and why do we lose faith in life?

Once upon a time, I lost faith, I lost hope, I lost love and I lost myself. Growing up I can not say I didn’t feel love, I can not say that I didn’t have love, family, or friends, but I can say that at one point in my life when things got hard I lost myself, and when I lost myself I lost faith and hope. I almost forgot what it was to be happy, to feel true love. When life gives you hardship, there is always a way out, there is always hope and there is always something out there better for you, you just have to believe. I believed that this was it, that what I felt was all there was, then for that one second I stood in my room and I closed my eyes, tears fell, and I realized that this can’t be it. If this was it, then why am I here, there has to be more than just ‘THIS’? There is always more, I have talked to people who have gone through worse things than I have, and I have read stories about people who have struggled all their lives, and that’s when you have to sit back for a moment and realize that maybe, just maybe the life you are living isn’t that bad.

I have lost, I have gained, I have laughed and I have cried, but with all that, I have lived.

Each part of me that you know is a part of me that loves, a part of me that wants only better, the part of me that has changed has been from life, and each of us has changed and grown from our experiences. You may not look at it the same way I do, but I promise you that there will always be at least one moment in your life that you will always remember, that one moment in life that you stop and say “THIS IS IT”….

xo
kristin nicole

I knew how much it hurt to lose a dog before, her name was Tessy. I grew up with her since I was 6-7 years old and I was about 16 when we found out she had cancer and we had to put her to sleep. That was different. This was different.

Last Picture Taken of Oz RIP

I got Oz when he was only about 2 months old, he was the one dog sleeping close to his mom and I should have known he would be a mama’s boy. I took him home and he cried for hours only until I would lay him on top of me to hear my heart beat would he stop crying. Oz was a terror, I’m not going to lie. He would climb the gate I put up for him in the laundry room, tear up anything in site, he chewed through my A/C cord and I had to replace it with no A/C for a few days, he would pee when he would see you from excitement and he never learned to behave in his kennel, even making a whole big enough to escape, he also escaped from the kennel that had only one hinge, we called him Houdini. But Oz was something special, I am not saying he was cute because he was my dog, but anyone who met Oz just thought he was so handsome. He had a look to him that no other Miniature Dachshund had. He was the most loving dog you would ever meet, when he kissed you he would start crying from all the emotions he had inside, some may say he was neurotic I say he was SPECIAL!

The worse part of this all is that he had been living with my mom for the past 3 years, and the last year he was 247 with them. I couldn’t keep him with me because I didn’t have a place to take him to and I was looking and searching for a home so I can finally take him with me. The last time I saw him was this past week that I spent with him, and I feel like I didn’t give him enough attention. It feels so unreal that he’s gone so unreal that he was taken from us in such a way. Those who know me know how it happened, but I am choosing not to discuss it on my blog. Just know that no animal should ever have to die the way he did, and although the vets say he didn’t suffer I cry knowing I wasn’t there for him. My mom and my sister had to endure the pain of seeing him and finding him and I feel bad that they were the ones that had to go through that. My sister took care of Oz, and loved him like her own and I am so grateful that he got that love from her, that he was there for her and her for him. I am so sorry Alex that you had to see him that way and that you have to go through such pain, just remember that he loved you and that now he is with Tessy in heaven. I love you and I want to thank you for taking good care of Oz while he was with us. I want to thank my mom too for taking care of him and watching him for me when I couldn’t. I am sorry Mom that you had to see him that way and just know that it was no ones fault. We can all live with the “WHAT IF’S” in life, but it is not going to change that he gone and we cannot blame ourselves for something that we did not know was going to happen.

I thought I knew pain, but this pain is so much different. Oz wasn’t just a pet or a dog that you had, he was my family, he was my baby. I would tell people did you see my son? And they would look at me like ” you have a kid” and I would show them Oz’s picture.

Oz was my baby, he will always be my baby and no one can ever replace you in my heart! I love you papuchi and I will always remember and miss you.

Precious with Oz

RIP Oz

Me and Oz when he was a baby - I'm going to miss you xo

Daisy with her cast

Poor little Daisy ~ Please help me

A good friend of mine has a 4 month old Italian Greyhound named Daisy. She broke her leg about 4 weeks ago and, recently she broke her other leg. With hard times it’s more difficult now more then ever to pay for a second operation. Below is a description of what happened to Daisy.

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We urgently need donations for our precious Italian Greyhound puppy (Daisy). She is only 4 months old and sadly she broke her leg a few weeks ago. We had to pay out of pocket over $2,000.00 and still going. We have been extremely careful with her and bought her a buggy to stroll her around in. 4 weeks have passed and sadly Daisy our “IG” broke her other leg due to moving awkwardly in her crate. The emergency animal clinic wrapped her in a splint and said she needs surgery to repair the broken bone. Unfortunately, we can not afford to fix her other leg and might be forced to send her to a rescue for dogs. We truly love our puppy Miss Daisy but can not afford to keep her, due to the surgery expenses which will run us at an additional $2,000. Please help us keep Daisy home and give her the life she deserves. No amount is too small! The vet would not accept people calling in payments but you can call CountryWalk Animal Hospital 305-238-4386 under Grace Ramos’ name to verify the cause.

She is so innocent, precious and sweet. Please help us keep our puppy Daisy!

If you can click on this LINK HERE to make donations.

Daisy with her brother Dash

XO,
Kristin Nicole