Chichita, known by friends and park residents, as ” Bananas, ” met her Maker on February 29th, 2016. Not over ten pounds, soaking wet, she was a loyal dog, a steadfast alarm system, a roaming nuisance in the Rincon Resort RV Park. She was a mother to some twenty five puppies and, until she was fixed, was a favorite of the boys, especially on D and E streets. Her owner, Mrs. Mildred Buttercup, found Chichita slumped in a neighbor’s yard and called police but they insisted the death occurred on private property and was out of their jurisdiction. Chichita, loved by some, hated by some, tolerated by the rest, lived a full and useful life. She knew how to fetch newspapers, bark at the postman, pee on her neighbor’s best roses, and curl up on Mrs. Buttercup’s two thousand dollar couch. Services were short, and donations to the animal fund can be made at the RV Park’s office with proceeds used to improve the dog run where Chichita should have spent more of her time. How we do our business, whether human or animal, has consequences and ends that are often messy.
Poor little Chichita. May she roam the streets of heaven doing whatever she likes, with no fear of earthy-style consequences.She lived a full life, sadly cut short. Some might say it is better to live hard and fast and die young rather than to sit on a $2,000 sofa, idling away her days sleeping, taking medications and succumbing at an advanced age to a painful, undignified disease. I regret that I never met her, at least on this earth. Goodbye, little girl.
I miss her already, and I never met her.