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Written by Luna Callahan
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 So after I return home from shopping, Jake and I discovered that Luna was not tied up outside. She some how managed to open her own collar, and set herself loose. We searched for about 30 minutes before we decided to try and look for her on other streets. We set out in the car, only to be stopped just feet from the house. There she was, she had been hit by a probably speeding SUV. Luckily, there was a young lady named Trisha there with her. Trisha was just as upset as I was, but was trying to explain what happened. Apparently, this SUV hit Luna, stopped and moved her from the road, but was in a rush and had to leave. Trisha stayed with Luna until she passed away. They said it was quick, and she didn't suffer, and that she wanted me to know that she never left her. That she didn't die alone in the street. The girl was so upset that her mom had to come console her as well. She hugged me several times, I tried to comfort her at the same time as she was comforting me. After about 5 or 10 minutes I told her thank you, and her mother said she should leave us to Luna. So she got in her car, still upset, and apologizing, and left. I felt like someone had knocked the air out of me. I couldn't believe that the dog laying on the side of the road was mine. I had just seen her not more than 2 hrs prior. I had just held her with Jake. Just rubbed her, just told her I loved her. I didn't even get to say goodbye. It was so hard to see Jake lift her from the road. You would've expected her to jsut wake up and start biting your ankle as she was notorious for doing. But she didn't move. I couldn't watch him bring her to the car. I kept my eyes closed, hoping it was a mistake. Hoping that is wasn't her, just some other pup that looked like her. But it was. My baby was gone. Most people would think it's absolutely crazy to be so upset over a dog. Luna wasn't just "a dog". Luna was like one of us. She had a beautiful, bright personality. She was happy, hard headed, spoiled rotten, and I loved her like she was my own child. It's so unfair. I had her just short of a year.
It would've been a year on the 27th that I had luckily walked into this little side pet shop off Bragg Blvd. Jake was away at training for the month, and I was looking for a puppy. When I found her, she was so adorable. She was running around in the kennel, freaking out! I was looking for a Yorkie. But Luna was too much to ignore. I completely forgot about my search for a "small, lap dog". There was something about her. She was happy, full of energy. SO, I did what I had never thought I'd ever do, dished out 500$ for a dog. At the time, I thought I was crazy, but now, I would've paid double that since I now know what that little furball was destined to become. She was a loyal friend, and not just another dog. She was loved by everyone who met her, even if she barked her head off annoyingly. She never snapped at a single person, and always greeted them eventually as if she had known them forever. Yeah, I know this is a long post about a dog. But Luna was so much more than that. She was an important part of this household, and without her I'm starting to realize how quiet this house can be.
I know it'll take a while to recover from her loss. I still cannot believe she's gone. I don't want to believe it, but there is no way to turn back time. I could spend hours thinking of the what ifs...the whys.. and I could even run the scenarios in my head over and over again. But none of it will bring her back. I just wanted to share the news with everyone, especially those who knew her. I know she will be missed by all. I can't even put into words how much she will be missed by Jake and I. But her little spirit lives on always.
Dedicated to "The Baby".....
We'll always love her,
Amanda and Jake
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So after I return home from shopping, Jake and I discovered that Luna was not tied up outside. She some how managed to open her own collar, and set herself loose. We searched for about 30 minutes before we decided to try and look for her on other streets. We set out in the car, only to be stopped just feet from the house. There she was, she had been hit by a probably speeding SUV. Luckily, there was a young lady named Trisha there with her. Trisha was just as upset as I was, but was trying to explain what happened. Apparently, this SUV hit Luna, stopped and moved her from the road, but was in a rush and had to leave. Trisha stayed with Luna until she passed away. They said it was quick, and she didn't suffer, and that she wanted me to know that she never left her. That she didn't die alone in the street. The girl was so upset that her mom had to come console her as well. She hugged me several times, I tried to comfort her at the same time as she was comforting me. After about 5 or 10 minutes I told her thank you, and her mother said she should leave us to Luna. So she got in her car, still upset, and apologizing, and left. I felt like someone had knocked the air out of me. I couldn't believe that the dog laying on the side of the road was mine. I had just seen her not more than 2 hrs prior. I had just held her with Jake. Just rubbed her, just told her I loved her. I didn't even get to say goodbye. It was so hard to see Jake lift her from the road. You would've expected her to jsut wake up and start biting your ankle as she was notorious for doing. But she didn't move. I couldn't watch him bring her to the car. I kept my eyes closed, hoping it was a mistake. Hoping that is wasn't her, just some other pup that looked like her. But it was. My baby was gone. Most people would think it's absolutely crazy to be so upset over a dog. Luna wasn't just "a dog". Luna was like one of us. She had a beautiful, bright personality. She was happy, hard headed, spoiled rotten, and I loved her like she was my own child. It's so unfair. I had her just short of a year.
It would've been a year on the 27th that I had luckily walked into this little side pet shop off Bragg Blvd. Jake was away at training for the month, and I was looking for a puppy. When I found her, she was so adorable. She was running around in the kennel, freaking out! I was looking for a Yorkie. But Luna was too much to ignore. I completely forgot about my search for a "small, lap dog". There was something about her. She was happy, full of energy. SO, I did what I had never thought I'd ever do, dished out 500$ for a dog. At the time, I thought I was crazy, but now, I would've paid double that since I now know what that little furball was destined to become. She was a loyal friend, and not just another dog. She was loved by everyone who met her, even if she barked her head off annoyingly. She never snapped at a single person, and always greeted them eventually as if she had known them forever. Yeah, I know this is a long post about a dog. But Luna was so much more than that. She was an important part of this household, and without her I'm starting to realize how quiet this house can be.
I know it'll take a while to recover from her loss. I still cannot believe she's gone. I don't want to believe it, but there is no way to turn back time. I could spend hours thinking of the what ifs...the whys.. and I could even run the scenarios in my head over and over again. But none of it will bring her back. I just wanted to share the news with everyone, especially those who knew her. I know she will be missed by all. I can't even put into words how much she will be missed by Jake and I. But her little spirit lives on always.
Dedicated to "The Baby".....
We'll always love her,
Amanda and Jake
