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I put this up on Facebook and you definitely don't have to read it here or there but I felt like posting it

Boromir “Bo” late2001/early2002-April 22, 2016

You were fine in the morning, running around and barking at the squirrels as always before. But in the evening of that fine spring day, you first decided to settle down in your favorite spot in the yard. Then you decided to leave me.

I remember going to the animal shelter to see if they had a small yappy dog for Trish. But then this big handsome dog leaped playfully at the gate to get my attention. I inquired about you and you had been found running about in the country having been abandoned by whomever had you before. You’d failed in a previous placement by the shelter because you were too aggressive with cats. However you had made a friend at the shelter because your card had been placed at the back of the file and the worker who finally found it noticed that you were a month overdue to be put down.

So instead of one last night, you and I had twelve years. Your early rambunctiousness and occasional bad behavior is instantly forgotten as it had been forgiven back then. Instead I just remember the joy of those twelve years. When you were extremely happy, you’d run in circles. You’d pick up a bone and wave it back and forwards at me in a method of communication that I instantly understood.

I also loved the weirdness. You never ever cared if a whole flock of pigeons or sparrows landed in the backyard and ate from your dry food dish. But if a squirrel got within twenty feet of the property, you’d immediately go full guard dog. You could consume any brand of wet dog food instantly without any seeming ill effects except for Pedigree which made you fart uncontrollably. I just wish I found that out before a winter drive into the country on a day so cold that I couldn’t unroll the windows.

Your loyalty, strength, and love was unquestioning. All you ever asked of me was hour after hour of belly rubs. You were a great source of humor. Your antics on our first camping trip together will always make me laugh.

I knew you had hit your late nineties in dog years. I had prepped myself during an infection in March. We had a talk where I told you how much I loved you and understood if you had to leave. But you’d bounced back strong and beat it. You’d always been strong. So you caught me off guard on the evening of that fine spring day when you didn’t wake up from your nap. But I get it. You left on your own terms.

Just know that the love was there for you, always. I hope you are restored to full strength and patrolling the walls of Heaven for squirrel intruders.

Farewell my friend.


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