It’ll be 4 weeks tomorrow since I said our final “good bye.” It seems like no time at all and an eternity all at once. I’ve handled your passing better than I thought I would. Probably because I knew it was coming and had been mourning you for months prior to that final decision. Also because I knew it was the right choice for you. Even though I don’t think either of us was ready for it. I’m thankful I had a couple days to spend some special time with you and take you some places. And spoil you with food. Life’s cruelest joke to you: your love of food and your inability to eat so much of it without it destroying your gut! But you had some apple, a donut from a local bakery (not from Dunkin!), some pizza, cheese, hot dog (the local specialty), tons of McDonalds fries, and a bowl of chocolate chip ice cream before you passed from this life.
I still mourn for you. I miss kissing you between the eyes, rubbing your ears, and rolling the excess of neck skin you had between my fingers. I miss how good it felt to wrap my arms around your chest and hug you even if you weren’t always as into it as I was. I miss your smile; it never ceased to warm my heart and was your best feature. I miss everything you were to me. I know Kyu misses you too. He worshiped the ground you walked on since the day he arrived.
I sent a small donation to the shelter I adopted you from to help other dogs find their special person (or people). And I fully intend to do exactly what I did while you were still here to honor what you were to me. I will continue to support pet rescue. I will continue to teach dog training classes so that people can have great relationships with their dogs like the one we shared. I will again open my home to foster rescue dogs to help them find their perfect family. Everything you taught me will be passed on. It’s the best way I can honor you.
I hope, someday, I can have such a close relationship with another dog. Ours was close by necessity; I had to know you intimately to help you learn to cope with the world. Through that necessity, I learned that the best way to train any dog is by discovering what they need and listening to them. That we’re both a part of the process and communication goes both ways. I’ve still got a long way to go on my journey. . .but you started me in the right direction.
Thank you, again, for everything.
“It well may be that we will never meet again in this lifetime. So let me say before we part. So much of me is made of what I learned from you. You’ll be with me like a hand print on my heart. And now, whatever way our stories end, I know you have rewritten mine by being my friend.” For Good –Wicked