Jack and I said good-bye to our little girl Cinnie (Cinnamon Sandcastle) Saturday, October 14. She was diagnosed with non-curable urinary cancer approximately a month ago, and we were told she probably had about six months, so we felt cheated to lose her so quickly. When it became impossible for her to urinate, we took her to VERGI, and complications arose making it best for us to let her go.
We miss her very much and wish we could share with everyone how special she was and what a hole she has left in our lives, but since it is impossible to explain what she meant to us then we’ll just share some of her story.
It always amazes me how different these little creatures can be … you look at them side by side and they look so much alike, but the personalities are as vast as the moon and the stars. Cinnie came to live with us from DREAM just over nine years ago and was, without a doubt, the laziest little doxy I have ever had. She was so lazy she would even sit down when she was eating! However, she was also a sweetheart and our social butterfly, hopping from one guest to another … whether they wanted her or not. Bruni, her sister, would meanwhile simply retreat to a close-by bed (there is always a bed close by) and watch the proceedings.
She kept us entertained with her very big voice which she used to let us know when she wanted to go outside to drink from the bird bath, walking past her own inside bowl completely full of fresh water. Why or how that became her preferred method of drinking water we will never know, but it did make me keep the bird bath clean. The sound of the dryer closing would have her running from wherever she was in the house to jump in the middle of the nice warm clean clothes. I would have to dedicate a portion of the bundle as hers while I folded the remainder of the laundry around her.
She and Bruni would cuddle together, one of them using the other as a pillow … it was always adorable and always sweet. And she could, of course, burrow under the covers in a split second turning so that only a tiny portion of her nose would show. I “wasted” more time daily watching her/them and saying, oh, look, isn’t that cute? Cinnie was an excellent timekeeper, always reminding us of when it was time for the daily scheduled treat and meals.
When it comes to the pups, Jack and I believe it is a duty and a privilege to give these little guys all the love and care we possibly can, and in return we get back an enormous amount of love and joy. This was abundantly true with Cinnie.
So, Rest in Peace our little Cinnie Girl, we miss you.
