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Hi guys

The truth is, I had a whole blog already written for today; I was going to tell you a little more about my gossip and my love situation, but that will have to wait until next week.

I wanted to dedicate today's blog to someone very, very dear to me: my family's dog and mine, Hachika.

You may remember her as one of the perribustier models.

I'll start telling you a little about Hachika.

Hachika was a stray dog ​​who came to our home on June 23, 2015, the day before my mom's birthday. My older sister and I had come home from the gym and saw a curious character outside our house. The truth is that Hachika was not the first dog to come to our home; normally different dogs came, since our house was at the end of the street. We fed them and they left. So my sister and I decided to do the usual thing and we took out food and water for Hachika, who at that time did not have a name. Well, we kind of threw food at her from the door because we didn't know if she was a dog that was going to bite us. To be honest, she did look a little tough.

Then my mom and my younger sister arrived, and my mom said one of her usual phrases: “I don’t want dogs in this house anymore.” But Hachika wouldn’t leave our door.

Hours passed and my younger sister insisted to my mother that she could stay, because if not, the dog would leave, and my mother said no.

That's when my mom and sister went out and didn't see Hachika, so they went out to look for her while my poor little sister was crying. That's when they saw her walking a few miles from home with a man on a bicycle who was about to take her away, and the man said, "Oh, I didn't know she was yours." That's when Hachika started to become a member of our family.

The poor thing was covered in ticks, dirty, and without her front teeth.

We took her to the vet to check on her health. The vet gave us the great news that Hachika was pregnant and we didn't know who the father was. What would the neighbors think?

The vet did recommend that we not have the puppies because there were like 9 of them. Hachika was very weak and malnourished from coming from the street; we didn’t know how many other times she had had puppies and the vet told us that Hachika was probably already 9 years old. I said: “No, the puppies!” to which the vet replied: “Let’s see, you have 9 babies in one fell swoop, let’s see if that’s true,” so I stayed quiet.

My younger sister decided to name her Hachika because we said she looked just like the shiba inu from the movie Hachiko. In fact, we laughed because there were several people who thought Hachika was a fine dog of Asian descent. But of course, just look at her, how elegant she is from France.

Hachika came home, vaccinated, but she never wanted to go in. She stayed at the back door, behind the gate, but she was kind of scared to go in. So, when night fell, my sisters would put a wall out of a box to make her a little room, and she would stay there, watching over the house.

It didn't take long for Hachika to trust us more and start coming into the house with us. However, he didn't like going down to the first floor; he was afraid of the stairs. My mom went from saying "I don't want dogs in this house anymore" to having a new roommate at her side.

Hachika never lost her street side. She would walk all over the block, get under cars, and end up covered in oil. During the day, she would go out to explore with the neighbors, and they all fed her, so she went from being a malnourished dog to being a couple of kilos overweight.

She became the darling of the house, because we already had many dogs and we all loved them. But Hachika had something special: she was always well behaved, she was a faithful dog who always liked to be petted on the back and bottom, and when we did that, she let out such snores that I know my family and I will always carry in our hearts.

As you may know, the years went by and our baby was no longer so little, although in our eyes she was always the baby and the queen of the house. This past year, Hachika's health began to deteriorate. We knew she was old, but we thought: "Hachika is proof against anything." But I heard my mother say sadly: "She's grown up now," and no matter how much I told myself: "She's our baby," Hachika was already tired. The few teeth she had left had disappeared, the sound of her happy little paws against the floor now sounded tired, she had cataracts, she couldn't hear well, her breathing was labored, and the little dog that once devoured a hare now didn't want to eat anything.

It was today when the vet told us that we could keep Hachika with medicine, serum, a thousand vaccines and force-feeding her, but that Hachika was already suffering and that the best thing was to say goodbye.

I don't know what you think, I just know that it's not easy. It's really not easy to see how the little dog that was running around uncoordinatedly is now struggling to lift her head.

Today we said goodbye to Hachika, and I know it's something that hurt my whole family deeply. There will be no more snoring at night, no more a dog strategically lying in the kitchen to block the way; there will be one less dog begging us for cheese every time he hears my mom take it out of the fridge. Eventually, his blond hairs that he left all over the house will disappear, and we will only be able to keep all the good times that Hachika made us spend: Hachibop, Hachilooms, Hachiki, Hachikibaby, the queen of the house.

Goodbye, Hachika. We never knew your age, but you gave us 9 of the happiest years. Thank you for making us so happy. I hope we made you as happy as you made us.

Really take care of your animals because as I have already said, they are a small part of our lives but we are their entire lives.

I will now tell you about some events that happened at the workshop since I left the blog for a couple of weeks. I am sorry to disappoint my now 11 confirmed readers, the TQM.

We close out the month of September by celebrating Nubia on September 26th! Nubia is one of our cutters here at the shop, and you might recognize her as one of the shop models.

We also took the opportunity to celebrate the rest of the September birthday boys and girls: Erika, the light of the Daniel workshop, and yours truly.

During my crisis we also inaugurated the spooky season with the welcome of the new member of the workshop, Lobuuki.

Look out for more spooky content throughout the month of October!

Finally, here is the link to the announcement of the documentary video of the Pockets of Power.

video (youtube.com)

Did you think the production of this single was easy? Get ready to see all the drama that happened behind the scenes. The laughter, the tears, the fights and more.

And in honor of the queen of the house, here is the discount code

See you in the next episode and thanks for reading.