Dodge was 14 weeks old when we got him from Last Chance Rescue. He was meant to be ours, as I'm sure most pet parents feel. I have loved and lost several pets in my life, it never gets any easier. You remember them forever, their paw prints will remain on your heart forever. The love they teach us, the patience, and in the end the ability to carry on once they're gone, just priceless. Dodge was the first pet my husband and I adopted, he truly was the beginning of our family. He can't ever be replaced, and I doubt I'll ever try. He was an amazing companion.... fierce in his love and loyalty to us. He was silly, stubborn, demanding, great at high fives.... loved pop bottles and Keurig K-Cups. He would wrap his paw around your leg to greet you, and make you feel better if you were sad. I would give anything to feel that again. I would give anything to hear your demanding tantrum for your nightly rollhide! To watch you bounce around in anticipation of anything that you viewed as a treat. My God we will miss you. |
March 2, 2017: You've only been gone a matter of hours, my sweet, sweet Dodge. Still, the loss I feel seems as big as the Grand Canyon. I cried when I woke up and saw your tennis ball bone next to the bed, and again when I didn't see you in your usual spot. I cried when I saw your chair on the patio, and knew I'll never again see your floppy ears and silly grin as you lounged in what really became "Dodge's chair". I cried when I saw a K-Cup in the corner, I must have missed that yesterday when I cleaned up the cups you drug out of the garbage can. I will cry the next time I return bottles and see all the ones you chewed the cap off of. Your Daddy said last night that you were the beginning of us starting a family.... and you definitely were. You gave us an amazing 13 years Didgi, your mark on our journey can never, ever be forgotten. To say we miss you is mild. To say we love you is forever.