Hello out there. This post was done out of necessity. My mother's Chihuahua has left this world last night. His name was Manolo. My mother brought him over from the Dominican Republic almost 2 years ago. She instantly loved him. It took me a few weeks for me to grow an attachment to him.

He was sick with a stomach virus a few months ago. Then 2 days ago, he suddenly became weak. he started discolorizing his skin, then when I came home, he looked like he was dieing. My brother and I replaced a towel on his bed, and then he discovered that Manolo no longer had a pulse. I was crying for a while after the discovery happened. The details on how we let him go from this is world was nothing to talk about but it was a good thing and I'll just leave it at that.

Te amo Manolo,
Pablo


 

New Joints

Time to display some new stuff.

Enjoy,
Pablo