A big hound dog killed BBB's little Dolly dog today

I'm heart broken. My Japanese Chin Dolly dog was killed by a big hound dog this morning. She was four years old and weighed only seven pounds. She was too small to defend herself.

Dolly, Madison and I had our usual play period in my bed after they woke up. Then I put them in the back yard to do their morning poops and pees. I made a big mistake and left them outside a little longer than I usually do. When I opened the sliding door, only Maddy appeared. Dolly was no where to be found.

I put on a robe over my nightgown and started looking and calling for Dolly. I didn't find any sign of Dolly in my next door neighbor's back yard. I looked over the fence into a neighboring yard next to my neighbor's yard. There I found the big hound standing over my Dolly, dead on the ground.

One of my neighbor's, who had seen me looking for Dolly, came to my assistance. We were able to get the neighbor's front gate opened. She got in the back yard, but the hound wouldn't let her touch Dolly. I diverted the hound's attention long enough for my neighbor to reach Dolly and bring her to me. I could see Dolly was dead but I took her in my arms to my vet to have her creamated. Her ashes will be scattered in the Sandia mountains near where the ashes of my Madison #1 were scattered.

Dolly had found a spot next to my back yard fence and dug her way out from the sandy soil to my neighbor's yard. Then she found some more soft sand along the other fence in my neighbor's yard. She dug a hole and got into the neighboring yard.

When she entered the neighboring yard, a big hound dog grabbed her, biting her throat, penetrating her trachea and crushing her throat, suffocating her.

So many people loved my sweet, loving Dolly. My Madison #2 just moped, pacing the house and whinning, trying to find Dolly. I knew I could not find another Japanese Chin. They are rare in New Mexico. I had to decide which breed to replace Dolly.

When I returned home from the Vet, I immediately scanned the newspaper for Shih Tzu breeders and found one about fifty miles from my home. I called her and learned she had a female brindle colored puppy eight weeks old. I put Maddy in the car and we drove to Moriarty. Maddy and the puppy immediately bonded. They started playing when we returned home. The new puppy's name is Dolly 2. Maddy recognizes the name and seems to accept it as a replacement for his beloved Dolly #1. It's not the same, but it helps Maddy and I to overcome our grief.

I've been so busy today finding and getting the new dog that the reality of Dolly's death has hardly sunk in. I will cry tomorrow.