Chicahua Gonzalez

Chicahua is aztec meaning strong. He was at first our daughter’s emotional support animal but eventually became my fur baby in every aspect of the word. Chicahua (CHI) was born November 28, 2016. At 4 weeks old, we fell in love. He was with me every day till the day he passed January 30, 2025 at 8 years old. Chicahua had a VERY spoiled and loving life. He was treated more like my son than a dog. He had his own bed to include blankets and a pillow. I made homemade dog food every week for him. He took me on daily walks, rain or shine or snow. He had a bath twice a week. I even brushed his teeth. Vet was impressed. Cleanest dog on the planet. Chi was strictly an indoor dog so he was very clean. He was trained from 10 months on. He was very smart, listened to my every conversation. We had a routine that he followed. He knew what time his bedtime was and would let me know it’s time to eat. He loved every toy he ever got. He would roll over and stretch like a cat in the morning and snore every night that would let me know he was asleep. My daughter taught him how to go down stairs and to climb up after that he would just jump off the stairs and fly through the air. He loved to play and would keep me busy even up to the day he passed. He made sure I saw him play with his favorite toy (a dinosaur) one last time. He was always a happy boy and even smiled and posed for pictures as you can see here. A few weeks before his passing we found out he had boxer cancer and other boxer old age issues which was causing Chi a lot of pain and suffering. The fun loving boy was gone and all he did was sleep and pant. No amount of medications were helping with the pain. It was the hardest decision we had to make as a family to say goodbye to him. He will always be loved and remembered.  My Chi Chi.  Mama loves you.