Losing A Pet Is So Hard

My little chihuahua passed away in March this year. He had been sick for a while, so it was not a surprise, but it was still hard to lose him. He was ten years old and lived a full life. There is a chihuahua shaped hole in my heart that he once filled, and it is comforting now to think of him.

I named him Zeus, god of dogs. I know what you’re thinking, how do you name a nine-pound chihuahua after the most powerful Greek…