Reunited in Peace: Honoring Diego's Memory

One year, one month, one week, one day.

I never thought we would get here so very quickly again. People say that dogs create bonds with their owners that are just like the bonds that humans create with each other, and I do believe that. If you ever had the opportunity to come to my home in Los Angeles, you would have definitely met Diego, my French Bulldog. He was an extremely nosy and friendly guy, always investigating who was coming into the door. My husband always wanted a French Bulldog, but we previously lived in places where pets were not allowed. Once we moved into our new place, he wanted to get one. I love dogs as well, so why not? Diego came into our lives on January 23, 2020. Born on Halloween in 2019, just under 3 months old. A pandemic pup. Ruined 2 different carpets, but brought us life to care for during the darkest times of that pandemic. My husband had the tip of his ring finger bit off by a husky when he lived in this loft in downtown Los Angeles, so he was extremely wary of other dogs, and that was only heightened when Diego was bitten through no fault of his own by another dog before he was 8 months old. My husband saw this from our fourth-floor balcony, and I still to this day don’t know how he so quickly got from our place to the street so fast. I eventually got Diego free, and my husband snatched him away so quickly. He didn’t let him get too close to other dogs after that. That didn’t stop Diego from loving every human he met. Treat motivated and smart. As my husband worked from home when the pandemic began, as he was a hairstylist and barber, they were thick as thieves. Diego would be in the salon under the couch or under the styling chair, or slowly rubbing the top part of his back on the satin poly salon cape (he really liked the feel of it). When the salons opened back up, my husband didn’t go back. You couldn’t take a shower with the door closed. When my husband passed away, Diego was right on his lap. I was devastated, and I know Diego was too.

Diego did have breathing issues, and today looked like no different. But something in him was changed. My husband passed away on May 23, 2024. Diego was never the same since… and today Diego crossed the rainbow bridge and now they are reunited. His breathing issues crossed into not being able to breathe on his own and being intubated and sedated. Even if they removed the breathing tube, he would have been uncomfortable and wouldn’t have been able to breathe on his own. I had to let him go. I was able to tell him how much he meant to me, how much joy he brought to my life, and how it was ok to be with his other Daddy now and I’ll be ok.

They say there are no coincidences, and maybe they are right. One year, one month, one week, one day.

Funds will be used to cover Diego’s end of life expenses and for me to recover his cremains.