I miss her

When the word ''pet'' comes out the one and only name that appears on my mind is ''Kisi''. Uncommon name? yeah, but my grandfather gave me the suggestion and i couldn't say no to him.
Our story begins on 2005, January of that year, i was 4 years old and i remember to be with my mom in her bed and then a person (i really don't know if was my dad or my grandma) left a furry white thing there it was so small and it moved a lot, i was so happy it was the cutest thing I've ever saw.

She is a poodle toy, yes, she is 14 years old. My eternal dog, she's been through a lot but she always get trough any situation. For example, she had plaster casts on her front legs for a while, my mom and I suffered a lot seeing her in her bed. Also went trough a surgery to remove inoffensive tumors.
How not to love her? she is been with me since i was a child, we watched grow my brother and sister, even she goes with us in the family trips, she is part of the family at this time. Seeing her under the table waiting to ''clean'' any food that falls, is an everyday thing. Is very ''independent'' too like not the kind of dog who searches for petting and ignores the visits. 

The only thing I'm quite jealous is if Kisi has to chose between me and my mom, she would follow my mom...It breaks my heart but well, i love her.

Having her away because my family lives in another city is kind of sad, it scares me to go back there in a while and see her affected more by the old age. But I shouldn't think in that way, right? She's my eternal dog.