Bye Bye Little Baby

15:46 Dominika Ibosova 0 Comments

Hi! You know what? I have decided to start writing my blog in English. That's crazy, right? After more than two years I've made this decision. If you read my blog from the beginning you would know, that I was translating my articles to English for some time. But then I became too lazy to do it. Now it's just seems normal to me. I love English, many people know it and I can improve it.

Okay, that was just a little side note. Let's start with this article. As you can see, I haven't written anything in a while. I wanted to write an article everyday, like a part of my evening routine when I can relax and get things out of my mind. But something very bad happened and I just couldn't...do anything. There was no way to write.

It was 21 of January 2016. It was a beautiful sunny day outside, which is very uncommon in Denmark. I must say, that I was feeling quite happy at that moment. My boyfriend had final exams for the semester. He left to school and I decided to start making some "artsy" pictures for my Instagram. I was taking photos for about hour and then I got ready and we met in the city. We went to a fancy restaurant to celebrate his very good grade that he just got. We sat at the table in the middle of the restaurant. We were talking for some time and then I looked at my phone. I didn't expect to see that kind of message in no way.

"Oh my God." - slipped through my mouth and then I ran into the bathroom. My mom sent me a message that my dog has passed away. That my little baby doll is no longer here with us. I started crying so bad. I have very strong relationships with all my animals - and not just mine. I love all animals so fucking much (it is also the reason why I went vegetarian). And then this happened. She was just 2 years old. We don't know what happened. We will never know. All we know is that it happened too soon and too quick.


I was in the bathroom for some time and then I just walked away from the restaurant and headed straight back home. This was the worst part - when I realized what the fuck has just happened.

I was crying all days. I couldn't deal with it. And I still can't. I've been through so much pain.

This wasn't the first time when my pet passed away. I have experienced it 4 times. This was the fifth and the worst. As I am older and older, my love for animals is still growing and growing. My heart hurt really bad, I couldn't breathe and my eyes were swollen from all the tears. I couldn't sleep. It is about one week after and I still can't sleep, because when I close my eyes I see her. I see her happy, running across the garden, playing with my other dog. Or I remember how I was lying with her on her mattress and I felt the heat from her beautiful body and it made me so happy. And then I realize that it isn't happening again. Ever.

I don't know how I will feel when I come back home in July and she isn't there. I think I will go through this again.

Please, if you have the possibility to hug your animal, do it right now. Appreciate every moment with your pet. You never know what can happen. I had no idea this will happen. And it had.