Saying goodbye to “A Girl’s
Best Friend”
Today we had to make one
of the hardest decisions anyone must make that has a pet-to allow them to pass
without suffering anymore. Our boxer
Logan was the sweetest, gentlest and kindest soul. I feel I need to acknowledge him in some way
because what I may have taken for granted is the fact that he was my absolute
source of unconditional love. I am writing
this because I feel I need to memorialize my feelings.
We adopted Logan when he
was 5 years old from a family that was moving and looking to give him to a
family that would give him a good life.
I never grew up with pets and when we adopted Logan, we had already had our
smaller dog, Harley, a puggle. I thought
that was more than enough for me at the time.
However, my husband had always wanted a Boxer and when I received a text
that a family was looking for a home for their Boxer, and then the picture came
through, there was just something about him.
I had to show my husband and I somehow became open to the fact of possibly
owning two dogs. We met him soon after and
Logan immediately had an effect on us and I immediately had a soft spot for
him. He quickly became a member of our
family. He quickly became my best friend.
I feel that he came to us during
a time in our life where things were stressful, also joyful and completely
crazy-insane! No matter what we were
going through as a family, he was our silent support. What I am now realizing is that he was not
only my constant shadow, following me around the house, no matter what I was
doing-getting dressed, working, cooking-he was always right there by my side. He is the only one I feel in this house that
loved me completely unconditionally. This is going to be one of the hardest things
about losing him.
He didn’t care if I was
happy, sad, stressed or moody. He didn’t
care if I looked a complete mess, he loved me regardless. He didn’t care if all he had to do was sit
with me in silence. It’s like he knew
what I was thinking and didn’t judge me.
We vibed on one another’s vibes. I felt he knew what I thinking or how I was feeling by just giving me this 'look' he had.
I never had to worry about
him wanting to spend time with me. That’s
the amazingness about pets, they love you and want to be with you no matter what. They don’t care how you look, (thank goodness)
or what you have or don’t have—they just love your soul and the true being you
are. They understand your energy at any
given moment and adapt to it, letting you know they are there. Sure, I would
tell him many times to stop following me and just to relax and go lay down. Sure,
I would tell him to just let me take a shower in peace. Those are the moments I
am now going to miss the most. He knew me—ME.
The real me and loved me anyway.
With him around I always
felt safe. I was never truly alone, and I am going to miss that feeling of
safety.
He was part of our family for 6 years, not nearly long enough but we
were blessed to have even been able to have him be a part of our lives. It seems he aged so fast and literally over a
month’s time. He was almost 11. Time flies fast and this serves as a reminder
that time is passing, it is always passing, and we need to do whatever we can
to slow it down and enjoy the moments in time that we will look back on and remember
as the more meaningful ones.
So, Logan, I am truly thankful
for having you in my life. I hope you will keep an eye on us from your side of
the rainbow bridge.
Thank you for your
unwavering and unconditional love. Thank you for being my non-judgmental shadow
and confidant. Thank you for being
you. I love you and am going to miss you
terribly kiddo.
You were truly this girl’s best friend.
You were truly this girl’s best friend.
