TO MY VERY BEST FRIEND IN THE WORLD

We had to say goodbye to Bowser on Wednesday night. He turned 12 on Christmas day... very old in French Bulldog years. I won't go into the details surrounding that night, but I will say that I am so grateful to our buddy, because I think he knew. He knew that I was doubting myself and our decision to say goodbye to him the following afternoon. We had made our decision and scheduled the appointment, but I was sick with worry that it was the wrong decision and very unsure as to whether I would be ready to go through with it. In the end, he made the decision to go, taking that burden off of me. And that was very much his way. He was always there for me. Making my life better and my life easier and asking for very little in return. He came into my life when my world was a very dark, lonely and confusing place after tragically losing someone I loved a few months prior, and he brightened my world up again and gave me the love, courage and will I so desperately needed.

Bowser, you were the best cuddler, best fetcher, best big brother and the smartest and most loyal dog I've ever had the privilege of knowing. You comforted me when I was sad and kept me company when I was lonely. I am so grateful that Adelaide got to know you and that I was able to play a part in giving you what I hope was a happy and fulfilled life. You were my very best friend in the world and I will miss you always. We love you Mr. Pickle ;)

      

   

I'm sorry if this is bringing anyone down, but I want to say thank you for letting me share and allowing me this catharsis. And I also want to say thank you to everyone who ever gave him a nice rub, played fetch, read about him on my blog and generally showed him love (and I know there are a lot of you). There was no dog more deserving than him.