Today I stopped to buy bottled water at the water store and when I asked the manager how her dog was, I got some sad news. Chica's brother Chuy was run over by a truck a month ago.
We had originally adopted identical siblings Chica and Chuy at about six weeks old, on my birthday last year, but within a couple of months we realized we are not a three-dog family. Chuy (named for his voracious chewing habit, although Chuy is actually a Mexican nickname for Jesus) was by far the more aggressive, taking Chica's food and toys, constantly ragging on her, so we started looking for a new home for him.
Irina, who manages the water store, had fallen in love with our older Maltese Sofia and was very disappointed that Sofia would never have puppies. So when the Capt took Chuy to the water store and put him in Irina's arms, she cried.
Every time we stopped to buy water she would go on about how smart he was, how much she loved him. But apparently he wasn't smart enough, or Irina didn't love him enough to keep him out of the street even though it's a Mexican custom to allow animals to roam free. Someone in a truck backed over him.
Irina is heartbroken. She has a boyfriend, too, and "he's still around," she said. "But I hate to say this, I loved my dog more. He was just so easy to live with." Chuy was only 18 months old.

9 comments:
That is so sad.
I hate it when things like this happen to animals.
I'm soooo sorry! Maybe Chuy was a gypsy like my Flash was. They get out in the darndest ways and that is the sad result.
Flash must have gotten out in her 16 years at least 50 times - zooming by people when the gate was opened a crack.
Very sad.........
Babs - Chuy didn't slip out of a gate. He was regularly allowed to play outside in the street. I don't know how busy the street was, but apparently he didn't have the training or smarts to watch out for backing-up trucks.
Makes me realize how much these little dogs mean to me. They really do love without conditions.
Bliss - we're sorry to hear your tale and more sorry for little Chuy.
:(
Its amazing how these little animals love unconditionally, at 60 years old I cried like a baby when I had to put my dog down :o(( so sad!
So sad...
so sad :::(
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