It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
It’s taken me a bit for me to share this because I truly can’t handle the fact that I’ve lost her. I haven’t even wanted to talk about it with my therapist, let alone anyone else because it makes it real and then I can’t avoid the pain, but she was loved by so many and I feel it’s time. The love of my life, my best friend, my soul dog, my first rescue…the one who ignited that purpose and passion within me, my beautiful, sweet, special Chloe girl… crossed the rainbow bridge on the 6th. She passed peacefully in my arms while I told her how much I loved her, how much of a special girl she was and that it was okay…after the vet made her comfy and we spent some time together. She apparently had a very quick, aggressive form of cancer that typically only shows symptoms when it’s too late. She had just had her physical, dental, an extra check up because she just had a little BUMP that ended up being benign…everything and yet…💔 I rescued Chloe in the summer of 2016. I was set on rescuing so I contacted a shepherd rescue in DTLA. I emailed back and forth for awhile with the lovely human who matched me with my angel, Maria Wagner @wag_tales, and she told me to wait to rescue until I was settled into my place before adopting. Once I was, I called her and she told me they had just brought in a stray that she thought I’d connect with. I drove over, set on adopting her without even meeting her. Once I did though, and looked into her eyes, I felt a connection I’d never felt before and one I knew I never wanted to live without. I know some people won’t get it, and that’s okay. We had a soul bond. We understood each other. I don’t think there are words that could articulate what Chloe meant to me. She healed so much in me, and taught me things I’ll carry with me forever. I needed her just as much as she needed me. I left there that day with one of the most important relationships I’d ever have. An unconditional love that changed my life. (cont in comments)
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