Chuspi Silva

Since my Chuspi's passing, nearly 2 years ago, I wanted to tell the whole world about what a
fantastic, sweet and amzing dog she was. Now, nearly 2 years later, I have got the chance of doing
so, so I hope I do not disturbe you.
Since I was a little girl, I had always had some sort of phobia against dogs. Maybe that was
because, if I do not remember wrongly, I was once beatten by one when I was 3 years old or so. I
never found it very interesting. However, my parents had one dog, Sin, who they had to give up as I
was ill. That was, as my mum says, very hard to do as they'd already become good friends with him
and, of course, it must have been hard. I was not a dog lover, however when I was at a distant
relative's house, back in 1996 and I got introduced to a small one, I was instanly interesten in
dogs, at least in little ones. Me and the dog seemed to understand uns very well, and it was nice to
have him to play with.
A week after my 13rd Birtthday, in 1997, my dad said to me "We've got a surprisse for you, we've
bought you a dog, now you need to find a name for her". My face light like a picture, it was
certainly the best pressent ever. She was small and hairy, and just because of that, she got the
name Chuspi.
She was just over 3 months old when she entered our house. She was very nice, and she would always
want to play with us all. When we were eating, she would always try and get food from us. She would
hide it under her little case, and so she could just eat non stop. Also, she would always get on the
sofa and lay in there,. Also, when I went once into hospital for a serious operation, my dad told me
that she was looking for me in my room desperately. The funniest thing, though, was seeing her play
with the cushions, it looked as though she was having it on with them, that was so funny.
Since the start I had a very streight relationship with her. She was always welcome here, and we
would always have our little games together. As I have a vision problen and I can not walk too well,
I need loads of space to walk. so whenever I was on the way, she would make way so I would not smash
her.
But she was never a healthy dog. Her little feet were poor, and her breathing was also very strange.
She was a Pekinesian, but she was never treated well. It was with us where she was treated like the
queen she was.
Not long after we'd just got her, we decided to go to a restaurant for dinner. Of course we took her
with us. Sadly it never ended well, just because she was hit by some stupid dog whose owenner was
too "busy" to look after her animal propperly, but even so, our Chuspi was still there alive, and I
can not tell you how glad I am because of that.
When me and my parents went away on holiday, we would always let her either with my Grandmother or
my Aunt. The last time we could do that, we decided to let her with my aunt. She'd been poorly for
weeks, so we decided not to leave her with my nan, as she's already got my grandad to worry about. I
was very excited because I was going to the UK for the very first time.
I did have a wonderful time, however, when I came back, my parents went to collect our Chuspi and
just 30 minutes later, they told me the news I was dreading to her. Chuspi had passed away on my
mother's lap. Since then, my life changed,
Not a day goes by without me thinking of all the times we spent together I was very honoured to be
her owener, and I will never love a pet the way I loved her.
Chuspi, my "Puti"... What can I say girl, you touched so many people's hearts, your loss caused so
much pain here at home, we're not the same anymore, we miss you so much, and we would very gladly
want to see you again. I feel you still on my head, and I can not think why did you have to go. But,
I'm going to tell you something, I am glad I got to know you, and I am glader I got to love you the
way I did, and the way I stil do. Thanks for those 117 months with us, for each and every hour we
spent together and for giving us so much. You are our world.
Thanks so much to everyone at gonetoosoon.org for letting me express what my sweet Chuspi meant to
me.
Sandra