Yes, she was the family dog. Chloe’s family just happened to include anyone she ever met.
Of course, she was loyal first and foremost to her clan.
But she loved and was loved by so many others. Friends, friends of friends, neighbors and whomever she met on the street that day. Chloe radiated calm and peace and acceptance and joy. So much joy.
She was unfailingly gentle with smaller creatures.
She looooooved her toys.
She loved her siblings of every species.
Especially the Tart. Soho is lost without her.
We are lost without her, too. She was always on the kitchen step. Always next to our bed. Always in the back seat of the car. Always right next to us. Always.
The CE called her his wingman. No walk will ever be the same without her.
So much sadness. So many tears. She tried, up to the last moment, to be there for us. So much heart. Such a good, good, girl. She will be loved and missed forever.
“In one of the stars I shall be living
In one of them I shall be laughing
And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing
when you look
at the sky all night”
The Little prince
Antoine de Saint Exupery