This took place back in 2008. We had a tiny little dog named Chia. She was a sweet dog, but suffered from seizures. Despite medication, the seizures seemed to only intensify as time went on.
Chia loved to go and raid my kids' bedrooms. She would go in there when they were not present and chew the hands and feet off their Barbies, eat candy left out, sleep on their clothes, and tip their garbage over making a mess. Obviously, the kids were not happy and always kept their bedroom door closed.
On occasion, while the kids were in school, Chia would whiz through the door when I opened it to put clothes away, etc. She would wreak havoc on the room, and the kids would come home and lay into me for letting her get in the rooms.
One afternoon Chia started seizing. I picked her up and held her. This time the seizure took her life. I realized she was going to die and ran with her into the bathroom off of the kids' bedrooms. I started sprinkling cold water on her face as a desperate attempt to pull her out of it. It didn't work and she passed in my arms.
I was horrified. I looked up at the clock and realized the kids were going to be home from school any minute. I didn't want them to walk in on this. So, I quickly wrapped Chia in a blanket and placed her in a box. I put the box in my bedroom and locked the door. I would deal with this after I told the kids about her death.
The kids came in and I didn't say anything immediately. They all dropped their backpacks and went about doing what they do. That's when I heard my 16 year old yell out, "Mom, why is Chia in my room again?" She slammed her bedroom door and stormed up to me saying, "You go get her this time!"
I said, somberly, "She's not in your room."
My daughter said, "Yes she is. I saw her and told her get out! And she bolted under my bed."
I shook my head no. She said, "She's under my bed right now!"
I walked into her room and called my daughter. I closed her door and told her that she died a half hour ago. My daughter in confusion looked under her bed, and Chia, of course, was not there. She was stunned and insistent she saw Chia run under her bed, even though she was not alive at that point.
I believe my daughter, and I believe Chia's spirit went into her room after passing. Chia's soul was never seen again after that moment.
