Miss Night's Marbles

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My name is Skippito Bandito

on 9 September, 2013

Oh, my friends, this may be the hardest post I have ever had to write….

At about 11pm last night, my sweet little Skip laid his head down and fell asleep on my chest, for the last time. While he came through his surgery relatively well, the stress of surgery and hospitalization wreaked havoc in his little brain, causing a long cluster of severe seizures. He had possibly had a stroke, and likely had permanent brain damage. His neurologist and primary care vet had concerns about his quality of life, both immediately and in the long-term.

When I was first researching chihuahuas, in the months before I got Skip, I remember reading a piece about how, with tiny dogs, owners have to always have one eye on the road ahead, looking for things that might be no problem for a bigger dog, but potentially hazardous to a 5-pound pipsqueak. With Skip, more than with any other pet I have ever had or known, I have always felt strongly that I was his guardian, deeply responsible for his safety and happiness, accountable for the decisions he was not able to make for himself.  This was perhaps never more true than last night. He was too spunky to let go of his own accord, but far too sick to stay. I made the decision that he could not make – to let him go. I have no doubt that he is up there somewhere, playing happily with the many dogs and cats that have been loved by me, and by the people I love.

Having Skip in my life has put me on the receiving end of far more generosity and kindness than I ever would have believed. To everyone who was rooting for him: thank you. There is no doubt that his last days were full of love, and I believe that your prayers were answered in the incredibly kind, respectful, compassionate care he received. No dog could have asked for more. Honestly, the world would be a better place if all PEOPLE were treated so kindly, so respectfully, in their last days.

One of Skip’s favourite places in the world was Coppercreek Camp, and some of my favourite memories with him are of the road trips we took, to California and back, to visit my camp family. The owners of Coppercreek are my dearest friends, and they have been in constant contact with me through Skip’s whole ordeal, loving and supporting both of us. Many of you have asked if there is anything you can DO, for Skip or for me, and so, if you are so inclined, please consider making a donation to the Coppercreek Memorial Scholarship fund, which helps fund camp experiences for children in need. If every child could have as much fun at camp as Skip did, the world would be a much better place.

CLICK HERE TO DONATE (scroll down to for the link to the online donation system).

From the bottom of my broken heart: thank you.


9 Responses to “My name is Skippito Bandito”

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  3. Megan says:

    Oh miss Amy, I am so very sorry. Skip was so lucky to have you (and for you to have him!) and I know he is up there over the rainbow bridge playing with toys bigger than him 🙂 Much love and many hugs to see you through.

  4. faige says:

    I can’t begin to tell you how sorry I am for your loss. Your pain is so palpable and I had so hoped you would have a happy ending. But that was not meant to be and you had no recourse but to do what was best for your Skip. I hold you in my heart and hope you find the comfort you seek.

  5. Melanie Chocron-Abalos says:

    Oh gosh, I am deeply sorry to hear this. I really thought he would have made it through. Let the fun, loving and happy memories with him be your strength. One day I am sure tou will find the strength to care for another dog ans he/she will be so lucky to have you.


    Melanie Chocron-Abalos

  6. Melanie Chocron-Abalos says:

    Oh gosh, I am deeply sorry to hear this. I really thought he would have made it through. Let the fun, loving and happy memories with him be your strength.

  7. So sorry to hear about your loss. Your dog brought you so much joy and he was truly loved. Thinking of you at this difficult time and in the days ahead.

  8. Jen Friske says:

    Amy, your post brought me to tears. Those pets of ours have a knack for snuggling right into our lives and hearts and permanently leaving a mark there. What an incredibly difficult decision it had to have been to say goodbye to your pup, but it was the best decision to make. Skip was truly loved and cared by you, that much is obvious. He couldn’t have asked for a better family member to make his home with, and I’m so glad that you have so many happy memories and stories of him to keep his spirit alive with you. You’re in my thoughts.

  9. Carey says:

    Oh my gosh, my heart breaks for you and I am so sorry for your loss. I know you made one of the toughest decisions of your life. You are in my thoughts and prayers as is Skip!

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