Chanel by Constance Hendricks / Conni, Daddy, and Mommy

In the fall of 1990, I went to the fair in Hercules. Outside of Thrifty’s was a shopping cart where rotweiller/ lab mixed puppies were being given away for $10. At 14 years old and being very impulsive, I chose the smallest one and spent the $10 I was suppose to spend at the fair. When my dad came to pick me up, I claimed I had won her at the fair, and even though I bent the truth, I always felt that this was the best money I ever spent and that I did win that day.

My dad, my mom, and I have loved her tremendously over the years. I will always remember the walks in the park, the ticks we had to remove, the fleas, and trying to bathe her when she hated it (even though she always jumped in the bay water). Chanel was always there, like a fixture in the house, keeping my parents company while I was away at school and now that I am an adult. She was a very stubborn girl with a complete mind of her own. She deliberatly wouldn’t kiss me back and I loved to bug her too. She has been with us for 13 years now and finally after the last couple of years of arthritis and pain, her life has ended. She chose to leave us at home with all three of us there. We couldn’t have been luckier to have her with us over the years and that she left this world with us next to her. We will always remember her and love her.
She has joined other pets lost: Blackie, Shadow, Gunther, and Benji.

We miss you already, my schmuparoo, puppy beast.


We will always love you,
Constance Hendricks