Dylan became mine in November 2003 after my beloved little chihuahua Kess was put to sleep. Dylan also a chihuahua was a little rescue who was kindly brought to me to ease my aching heart. He was sweet natured and loved everyone and everyone loved him. If he wanted to be held you had to say “pick up” and he would stand in a certain position
waiting to be lifted up.
He was always in my arms. In wintertime, he would lie in a bag on his blanket and be carried warmly that way. Night times Dylan slept on my bed, he was like a baby all wrapped up. He had rhinitis soon after he became mine, and was on tablets for that. Then during the end of 2008 and early months of 2009 he was forever at vets with different things, bladder stones, eye ulcers, an interception, dermatitis, the vets and nurses all thought he was such a lovely boy. He was losing weight, went from l.9 kg down to l.l kg over time and was anemic; he had a brilliant vet who was so kind and tried so hard, all tests were done, x-rays, scans and nothing showed up for Dylan to lose weight or stay anemic. I would stay up really late so that he would eat an extra meal a day.
Dyl went for his usual check up and he was weak and frail and after discussion between me and his vet and knowing he was never going to get better, my baby Dyl was put to sleep while I stayed with him. My heart is broken. I was told when the chihuahua rescue brought him to me that day five and a half years ago that Dylan didn’t have a nasty bone in his body and how I miss that lovely natured little boy.
It was thought he was about ll years old or more when he went to rainbow bridge and l know my late husband is looking after him for me. Dyl, I love and miss you so very much. You were always in my arms and
will stay always in my heart.
Love you always and forever, my baby Dyl.
| Dylan |
| 1, May 2009 |
| Madeliene Eggleton |