There are no words that I can say, even in endless volumes, that can express the hurt, the sadness, the loneliness, and the solitude that I'm feeling after losing my beloved Panda. She was just shy for 11th birthday in her life was taken by a squamous cell carcinoma, one that moved more quickly than I could even get doctors appointments for. It felt like a frantic race with my being on the phone and online every minute of every day to find a hopeful solution somewhere out there too save her life. She was so brave and she was so fearless it seemed.
Panda's life was rich. I adopted her from cage free canines in Los Angeles CA. Hello it was fall of 2010 and my local business in Los Angeles head some moving transitions and I was in a bit of a funk I must say and I thought to myself. I think I'll go on Craigslist and see if there's a dog for adoption!" Well of coirse there was. In fact there were thousands I'm sure. When I saw her adoption photo I stopped in my tracks I thought she was the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life. She had this look on her face like she wanted to say hello to everyone, it did not matter who they were. The truth is, that was her core even until her dying day. It did not matter who owned the house or the restaurant in fact, she was there to greet you first. My heart and head feel as empty as a drum. I ache from the floor up and I miss my Panda sorely.
