Tribute for: 'Mya' Che' Bambino Bella

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by GoldNGal

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HI I am GoldNGal aka GoldN aka GG. I have been on inkbunny for fourteen months. I haven't posted anything since Inktober 2019.
In January I left a hostage type 20+ year relationship. I packed 6 boxes and a van...with the help of 2 amazing friend.... and one weekend moved 18 hours away.
This move has proved to be the hardest thing I have ever done in my life. Not one thing in my life is the same. I was only trying to get away from the so called relationship....not from my life.
Because of this relationship everyone and everything was pushed from my life. That is except 2 humans and my golden retriever. My only connections to this world.
This move caused me to loose the irl part of the one friend. Something I craved like an addict. If it wasn't for him I would never have believed I deserve better than I was putting up with. I would have never started drawing again. It changed my relationship with my other friend of 30 years too and not for the better. My golden retriever of almost 14 year's health got a lot worse. I had to say goodbye to her April 1, 2020
My Puppa Wuppa aka Mya Meatballs was everything to me. I have PTSD and she helped me view the world in a much more gentler way. She was my shadow. I only spent 5 nights away from her in almost 14 years. She gave me purpose. She picked up things I dropped. She would get my shoes. She knew all her toys by name. She knew all her commands and hand signals. She loved to roll in mud...a mud magnet. She loved to swim. When she was excited she would try to hump you, or her bed, or a pillow, or a blanket etc, etc etc.
She loved my two friends. She lit up when they walked into the room. One she knew as grandma who spoiled her with goodies. My other friend was her favorite. He took her swimming. He threw the ball for her. He was the fun one. He gave her the best butt scritches.
I started to work on a drawing of my Puppa Wuppa a few days before I had to let her go. I wanted to finish it before because I knew it would be so painful now. If I could ever clean it up my friend said he would color it for me. But at this point I start crying everytime I try to work on her drawing. I decided to post an older pic I did of her....her in her younger years...showing off that trademark black spot on her tongue, with the idea of finishing the one I am working on when some time goes by. I need to get this little tribute to her out. I owe it to her. And I will work on making the one I am working on worthy of her after some time goes by.
Right now I am lost without my girl. She was my heart. She was rarely out of my sight. Even on my darkest days she was right by my side. She use to lick away my tears and sit there with that big goofy grin until I smiled. And through the good times she showed me how to have a good time...not to hold back. We use to run out to play in the rain when everyone else was running for cover. I miss my puppy cuddles the most.✌❤🐾

R.I.P. baby girl
07/29/2006-04/01/2020

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