My motivation for writing today is to let you know that my littlest friend Osa the Chihuahua passed away this weekend. And I’m very, very sad about it. I’m still in a state of denial, but I know that she is gone and will never be back.
She was the first animal I have ever really loved and bonded with. She was also the first dog I ever really liked, and she turned me into a dog lover (instead of the cat lover I’d been before).
I think dogs are special creatures. I like that they’re happy to see you and spend time with you. They’ve all got their own personalities and are so damn loyal.
The simplest things make me the happiest, like good food, quiet time to myself, and sweet dogs. Just knowing that Osa (or Baby Girl, as I always called her) was in this world made me happy. And now that’s gone.
But at least I’ve still got the memories, right?
Osa and her mini baby:
This photo is from the day Ben and I moved into our last apartment. It was also the first time we met Osa. We became fast friends, and she liked that our bed was on the floor because she could get on top of it easily:
We used to take Osa to work with us at our old studio so that she wasn’t home alone. We built her a little house that she loved to sleep in all day until it was time to go home. She’s using a Missoni sweater as a blanket there. She had good taste.
I will always always always love you, baby girl.