Chinchi was 6 years old and died due to trauma consequences. I did everything I could. If only I stopped the trauma from happening, if I was only more alarmed when my family member made that fatal move. If I took Chinchi back to her cage 5 minutes before it happend when I was thinking of it , she would still be in here cage, sitting on that shelf and looking at me as I am typing.These are the thoughts that haunt me. I decided to try and get past that and remember her not from that trauma and pain but from the time before. I miss the Look in her eyes, her little nose,snout, her paws. She use to always rest one paw on my hand. I use to feel Like a giant when she did that , and yet she was so brave and trustful. She will always be my brave little sweetheart. She kept fighting till the end. I spent a lot of time with her during her pain, but also gave her some peace Because wanted to be alone sometimes. In her last moments we had together I was examining her a bit and petting her and then gave her peace to run around. She was not doing so well and she started hiding in places I wouldn't see her. She wanted to be alone. But there was this one moment where she started reaching out to me , from a wooden house she started coming towards me.She barely got outside and stood there in front of me. She was barely moving and she did all this Trouble Just to come to me.I then petted her and tried to give her comfort. After that she stayed a little longer and then went back inside, back to the pain. This was our last true moment together. I feel Like that was her Goodbye.I put her in her cage later , and in the morning I saw her laying down exhausted. She was peacefully sleeping, and I was just staring at her. I was Happy she finally got some sleep. Two hours later , after I woke up again, she had already started her eternal dream. She will never be forgotten, she will forever stay in my heart and many others she touched during these 6 years. I will always remember our walks, how she let me into her heart Because I got her when she was 1 year old, she was quite skittish.We bonded, she use to always run around while I was reading books or studying. She was really determined to bite the book covers, she use to Jump over the book while I was reading it, and she would be all over my face. Chinchi also used to steal my pencils and chew on them, she also really liked stealing tissues. Raisins Were her favorite though. I shed some tears during writing this, but when I saw this topic I felt I needed to honor her and write her story. I will love you forever, my brave little soldier.
