She's been gone for some time now and I still missed her each day. The pain still strikes deep each time I rememebr that terrible, terrible evening. All I have left are memories, happy mostly. I hope her and Kaiser are together again and I can;t wait to be reunited with them and the rest of my family and friends on the other side. Here are two documents to memorialize the sade day Chloe was killed my a motorist:
Chloe, our wonderful friend and family member, was struck and killed by a hit and run driver 5:45pm, Monday night, January 22, 2007. She will be sorely missed.
We were on the side of the road, with a flashlight, and bright red outerwear. The driver, going northbound on Nagawicka, swerved to the right and hit her while she was only 10 feet in front of me. She only had one paw on the asphalt. She did not run out into the street. The driver never stopped.
Another document I wrote the day after as to not forget the night. It was a life changing event.
Dear Chloe,
Kirsten and I never had a chance to say goodbye to you. I’m so sorry for that. I’m so sorry that I could not jerk you out of the way before that terrible accident. It all happened so fast, for you and me.
I was in a state of shock when the driver drifted over at the last second and I heard you get hit. I had zero time to react. As you tumbled by, one foot to my right, it did not seem real. I expected the car to stop and help us, but it didn’t. It just drove away with total indifference, leaving us by ourselves.
As I came upon you, you looked as shocked as I must have looked. I noticed your cut leg. I thought for sure you’d be dead, but you were breathing. I calmly told you you’d be alright and that I will carry you home, where it would be safe and warm. You were heavy in my arms, but you kept your eyes open and helped me along with that cute look, even as you faced death.
I got you home and laid you down on the kitchen floor while hurrying to get your bed, that familiar resting pad you loved so. I knew it would soon become your death bed, but I also knew you’d feel at ease in its comfort and familiar smell. You were very calm and never fought. You lay still, breathing softly, and not under stress. I was so thankful for that.
I fumbled with the computer to find the telephone number of your vet in Oconomowoc only to find that they had gone home for the night. I called the emergency number, while talking calmly and petting you gently. She gave me directions and we were soon on our way.
Even though I knew how it would end, we had to make a go of it for help. Who knows right? Miracles do happened, from what I’ve been told. I guess Kirsten saving you from the wilds of Utah was one of them. You coming into my life was another.
You passed away about 5 minutes from the vet after what seemed like a very gentle heart attack…or something. You had some blood coming from your mouth, so I suspect you had major internal injuries that I could not see. Later I noticed a mark on your right temple area that took the first and biggest hit, which was a blessing in disguise, taking away the pain.
You never complained Chloe. You never cried. You tried to make it easier for me, I know. You never wanted it to end like this, nor did I. I’m so sad that you are not coming back. I love you. I’m in total shock and keep hoping that this is all a bad dream. I know it’s not. I thought I heard you walking around the house so many times last night while I lay in bed.
We are having you privately cremated, so we can plant your ashes with Kaiser’s somewhere meaningful. I’d like to plant a tree where we put your ashes so that we can remember you in a different form, for many, many years.
Chloe, the times you, Kirsten and I had together were so much fun. We were robbed of more such experiences, and we did not deserve to be separated so suddenly. That’s why I wanted to take this moment to say good bye. I love and miss you, and feel so sad that you are gone.
Good bye.
Love,
Adrian
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