A lot of people have been asking how CiCi is. She’s okay, I think. She’s better than me right now… She knows now that Chooch isn’t coming back. At first she searched the entire house for him. I’m glad that the staff at VEG Vet gr…
A lot of people have been asking how CiCi is doing, and I appreciate that so much. Honestly, she’s okay—I think. In some ways, she’s doing better than I am. I’m still struggling to process everything. My heart feels heavy every morning, waking up and remembering that Chooch is really gone. But CiCi, strong little soul that she is, has already started to accept that he’s not coming back.
When we first came home without him, CiCi didn’t understand. She went from room to room, checking all of Chooch’s usual spots—the couch, his bed, the windowsill. She sniffed the air, looked at me, then kept searching. It broke my heart. Watching her pace around with hope in her eyes, only to come up empty… it was unbearable. She even waited by the door, like she expected him to walk in at any moment.
But with time, she’s started to calm down. I think she understands now. She hasn’t been searching anymore. Instead, she curls up in his bed sometimes, quietly resting where his scent still lingers. It’s like she’s grieving in her own way. Still present, still affectionate, but quieter. Gentler. I think she misses him deeply, but she’s finding peace faster than I am.
I’m incredibly thankful for the staff at VEG Vet. They treated Chooch with such kindness, compassion, and dignity in his final moments. They made sure he was surrounded by love until the very end, and they even took time to comfort me and CiCi. One of the nurses gently stroked CiCi as I held Chooch close, and I think that helped her understand what was happening. It was peaceful, heartbreaking, and strangely beautiful.
Right now, I’m just taking things day by day. CiCi is helping me more than she probably knows. Her quiet strength, the way she lays beside me when I’m breaking down—it’s a kind of love that doesn’t need words. We’re both adjusting to life without Chooch. It’s not easy, but we’re doing it together.
Thank you to everyone who’s reached out to ask about CiCi. Your care and support mean the world. Please keep sending her your love. She’s a good girl. She misses her buddy. We both do.
