Today marks 5 year since I had to put my baby girl (Mo) to sleep ’cause cancer was killing her.
In her last days, I used to play a song to her called “Loquita“ (which means naughty girl in this context). And singing to her the happy song my eyes got watery whenever I said mamita (part of the lyrics that translate as little girl) because I knew she was dying… and because I used to call her that way.
Mo came to my life when she was few months old. She was bought at a Pet store (before the law banned selling cats and dogs) by the sister of my of ex’s that days later realised a dog was too much responsibility… Back then we were all young and she was a 19 year old party girl travelling countries, and not the mature woman she is today.
So, I took Mo and lived with me for 14 years. I did my best to gave her a happy life and she effortlessly gave me 14 years of joy.
Many souvenirs come to me of those days… Almost at the same time I broke up with PatrickA and some weeks later met Xavier.
14 years together, Mo was my longest relationship ever!
Today my boy Sai Sai and I will walk in her memory.
My sweet girl, mamita. I will always miss you!