Poco came into my life June 11, 2001, the day after my mother and I moved into our new home. I couldn't wait another day to get her, even though mom wanted all the moving boxes out of the house first. |
She was a wonderful baby from that very first day. She never bit, never destroyed anything by chewing, had no vices. She was a perfect, loving little pup. She loved her stuffed toys and her little gummy bones.
When her brother came 8 months later, a male Boston, "Chipper", they were like oil and water for about 24 hours. And then Poco melted, and she looked after him like a little mother. Even saved his life when he was attacked by a Shepherd.
All those memories....the way she cocked her head to the left and right when you spoke to her, as if she was saying "what? what?"; when she awoke every morning, her alligator crawl across the carpet, circling to the left and then the right; always at the door to greet me when I came home; always waiting at the front door for the UPS man because he brought more toys and treats she knew were for her and her brother; her "Poco time" in my lap every morning; and when we walked together, she could never pass up a garden of flowers without stopping to smell all the flowers--she especially loved tulips.
One month almost to the day after I lost my mother to Alzheimer's, Poco began having seizures. At first, everyone thought it was epilepsy, but the seizures came too frequently and in clusters. The breeder and my vet told me to fear the worst. I took a referral to the regional animal hospital and little Poco was diagnosed with auto-immune meningitis.
She was treated aggressively with drug therapy, but the last MRI caused further cause for concern when the neurologist saw a spot on Poco's brain that was larger than before.
Poco was seizure free for 4 months, until February 11, when she suffered cluster seizures that could not be stopped. She was in critical care for 2-1/2 days before finally the doctor said it was time to stop. She passed to Rainbow Bridge in my arms the morning of Wednesday, Feb 13, the day before Valentine's.
I have three other pups, but Poco, I miss her so terribly. A day doesn't go by that I don't think of her. I am so lucky that she came into my life and that I had her for as long as I did. Now that I'm alone, when I cry for her, I'm probably crying for all those I've loved and lost...mom and dad.
Dearest Poco, I know you're in heaven with mom and dad. And I know that Dad is just as crazy about you, loving you, as I did. He didn't know you on earth, but he knows you now. And let mom know, I've not forgotten her either. We'll all be together someday. Chipper sends his love. Spunky would love you too. Sweet, dearest Poco, rest in peace. May God be with you.
April 1, 2008
My dearest little Poco, you would have been 7 years old today. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you and miss you terribly. As you are looking down from heaven, you probably know I have two new girls, Czarina and Olympia, but they can't compare to you. Poor Lexus didn't work out--Chipper wasn't safe. So she's now happy with her new owner in Oregon, running and romping on 20 acres with her new Doberman brother. I still say your name to Chipper, and I know that when he gets this look in his eyes that he remembers you. I love you sooo much, Poco. Please kiss mom and dad for me, and tell them not to worry about me and all the pups. We'll be all right and together some day.
February 13, 2010
Sweet little Poco. It was just short while ago today, 2 years ago, that you crossed over to Rainbow Bridge as I held you in my arms. I say your name to Chipper, I watch his eyes and I know he remembers. I tell him that you're watching out for him and are waiting patiently for him. Soon it will be spring, and the tulips will be blooming. Remember that one lonely tulip by the garage door. After you passed, I think you took it with you to heaven. Because I've never seen it again. Oh, my little girl, I miss you. I love you, still. Always will.
February 13, 2011
Dearest little Poco. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you. I have your picture on my dresser where I see you every morning. Your brother Chipper remains the same -- remember how he would always steal your toys. Does the same with Spunky. I miss you, Poco, your sweet, gentle nature, and our "Poco time" that we had every morning. Our walks, too, were always fun and special. I still can't part with your pink sweater, and probably never will. Rest in peace, little angel. Mom and Dad are looking out for you now. Love, Melanie
April 1, 2013
Happy Birthday, Poco! You would have been 12 years old today. Has it really been five years since you left my arms. I have so many of your pictures, and I look at them often. They're a comfort to me as you were. I hope you're staying close to Mama, she loved you so. You were at her door every morning waiting for her. You knew she needed special care and attention, and Mama loved you for it, as did I. Give her a kiss for me, and to Dad, and finally your little brother, Chipper, who is now with you. Dearest little Poco, if they have toys and treats in heaven, as I'm sure they do, I hope your's are extra special today. All my love, Poco. Melanie
February 13, 2014
Dearest Little Poco. Has it really been six years since you passed in my arms. I remember the time, shortly before 11am, and then I couldn't leave you. I still have your picture on my dresser next to your brother, Chipper. Your name is also on my heart necklace and bracelet -- Poco and Chip. My little one, I miss you and your brother, and remember how much mother loved you both. I know you're all together and that brings me comfort. Every time I walk down to the swale, I remember how you loved to lay on the lawn and look out over the ground; we always had to stop. And so many times, I think of you and your brother playing with that huge orange ball. I'm glad I took so many pictures of you. I have them all. Rest in peace, angel. And kisses to everyone. Love, Melanie