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Our 20 year old Chihuahua/Pitbull BebéOn May 8th 2022, we lost our dog. She was no ordinary dog, we actually got her as an adult. She wasn't a puppy, she was a full grown adult dog. Yet she was so unique that people would see her and had a hard time fathoming what exactly she was. She was a desert dog born in Marana Arizona on the Salazar Ranch. This is actually my cousin Joey and his wife Nicolette's property. They had a female Pitbull who had a few litters puppies, one particular litter accidentally came from a Chihuahua, who died shortly after the encounter. Half of the litter looked like momma, some looked like daddy but one was completely different than them all. She was tiny, yet stocky in statute, her eyes bulging from her face. She was fearless a natural at pest control, there was nothing she couldn't get rid of. Even dogs that were more than 10 times her size, she would not back down to them. She was a force to be reckoned with. The night that we brought her home, she was reluctant to climb on the bed with the other dogs. The next morning I accidentally rolled over on top of her and she attacked my face leaving me with a scar. She also would antagonize our Pitbull, BB. Our dog was a natural mother she instinctively would find any dog that was smaller than her and try to nurse it. But Bebé was not having it. Honestly she was older than BB to begin with. Ultimately one day baby had enough and put her entire mouth over babies whole body reminding her that she could eat her. After that the two became girlfriends. Not sure what other way to put it because Bebé took to grooming BB. They were best friends until the day that BB died. When we decided to move back to Texas, we had Roscoe and Bebé, knowing that we would be staying with my sister who had a puppy of her own. And knowing that Roscoe who had lived in the country his whole life would have a difficult time adjusting to living in a city, we made the decision to leave Roscoe with a friend and bring Bebé with us. We knew that at her age it would be irresponsible to leave her behind. No matter where we went everyone enjoyed having her around. She was house trained and follow commands, but most importantly she made our family whole. She was one of a kind and can never be replaced. She was not only Man's best friend but she was mine, my mother's, my step father's, my niece's, and both my daughters. She was more than just a dog. She was family. We used joke around and tell people she was a chupacabra ( the legendary goat sucker). Or an Arizona desert hound. When we would tell anyone what breed she was, on the off chance that she wasn't with us, they would automatically have to see a picture of her to see exactly what a Chihuahua and a Pitbull look like. She was a beautiful soul and at the age of 20, she was way too good for this world, and has her family we didn't deserve to have her. She was completely to good for us as well. She loved us with everything she had, which was one of the biggest fur baby hearts I have ever known. Everyday since she passed away has an empty and awkward. She is completely missed and loved by many. |
An introspective look into a life, most could never imagine. A family dealing with Mental Illness, including DID, PTSD, Paranoid schizophrenia, BPD, extreme anxiety disorder, depression, OCD, stage 2 psychopathic disorder, suicidal ideation. Infertility, abusive parenting, toxic family and friends, and emotionally immature parenting skills, as a result of similar upbringing.
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Bebè, Man's, Women's and children's Best Friend
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