Saying Goodbye to Pixel, Our Pup.

The past couple of days has been challenging if I am being honest.

Over the weekend G and I lost one of our fur babies. Now, I know what you’re thinking “these people can’t keep animals to save their lives,” but things happen that are out of our control.  That’s life in a nutshell. With a heavy spirit, I am sad to announce that Pixel, our Havanese Maltese died on Friday, January 20, 2017. She was killed just two houses down by a car.


G was coming home from work and Pixel greeted him at the door, as she always had, but this time after he petted her and gave her some love she darted right out the door. Thinking she really needed to use the “ladies room” he decided to let her stay out for a little while to handle her business. About 15 minutes later he calls for her with no avail. Only to discover her lifeless body just a few feet from our door.

At the time of the accident, I was working and rushed back as soon as he told me the news. Y’all . . I am devastated still after almost a week. I called my mother crying to her and to my friends. I’ve had pixel since she was 8 weeks old, and when G and I first started dating I asked him to take her in because the new apartment I was moving into didn’t allow pets. We had been dating for a week and we weren’t yet exclusive. I appreciate him for that. During that time he and Pixel developed their own bond. He took her fishing by the lake, to the park, trips to Walmart (that ended in the police being called because of the heat.) She became his family as well.


To give you some back story, Friday in itself started off as a really weird day. Of course, the 45th President Donald Trump was being inaugurated. I did not watch. I also left work early citing a mental health day. I just wasn’t feeling too hot and wanted to rest. I came home around 11:45a, had a beer, gave pixel a bath, and soon after, she runs out of the house toward our neighbor who also has a dog. I get her back inside only for G to leave for work around 2:00p and accidentally leaves the door cracked. Pixel gets out and my neighbor, with the dog, comes to tell me that Pixel was almost hit by a car, this is now 3:45p. I’d just woken up from a nap before I needed to be at my second job. I get her inside, change, and leave for work. Three hours later she was gone.

There has been an eerie silence in the house since she’s left us physically, I’ve left her food bowl and water bowl exactly how it was, her toys are back in her toy basket, and her kennel remains cracked just as it was.

We called her vet on Saturday to make arrangements for her body. She was cremated on Monday, January 23, 2017.


She never realized how many lives she’s touched in the short time she was with us, but we had some amazing times together and I know that whenever she gets back to this Earth she’ll make another family just as happy as she made us.

Here’s to Pix-Wix, the ever happy and loving hava-maltese.


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