Friday, July 2, 2021

Faithful Friends

There are some animals that you look at. 

There are others that look back at you. 

Lewis was one of those. From the time he came home at 11 weeks old, he was a force to be reckoned with. Intelligent. In charge. Determined. 

When men sat down on the couch, Lewis would walk up and stick his nose directly in their crotch.

To see who backed up. 

wasn't usually him

When I wouldn't let him outside, he'd bark at an imaginary squirrel to rile up the other dogs, then casually stroll out the now-open door while they lost their minds on a wild goose chase through the back yard. 

Less accomplices, more pawns

After a very serious CTJ moment about "we don't chase horses" on one of his first visits, Lewis became my faithful barn buddy. 

He never was a fan of posing with ZB

The barn was our time. Well. Sort of. He had more friends at the barn then I did. To this day, he knows more people at my barn than I do. And they know him. When my life started falling apart, late nights at the barn were me, ZB, and Lewis. Always the boss of us. 


He never suffered from a lack of personality--one of my favorite moments was when he strolled past me in the barn parking lot with the entire bin of Mrs. Pastures horse cookies in him mouth. 

And went and set them by my car to take home. 


He wasn't a dog. He was my dog. My dude. The one who got me. The one who showed up, cheered me up, and kept my world moving, even while everything was crashing down around me. 


He was always thinking, always judging, always bossing. He knew what he wanted and he knew how to get it. 



He was turning 13 this year but he was strong and sassy and just took a few more naps than he used to. This spring, I even said I wanted to get a puppy while Lewis was still young enough to raise him. 

Because I wanted any dog coming in to my life to learn from Lewis about how things were and how things needed to be. 

there appears to be a shortage of bowls

puppy must learn to remove ALL SQUEAKERS

This summer, he slowed down a little more. He didn't go on long walks. I was more careful about not taking him to the barn when it was hot. 

But it was ok. 

It had to be ok. 

I needed him to be ok. 

the way corgs use couches

Except when my SO called as I was headed out of town to say that Lewis didn't eat breakfast. 

I turned my ass around and took him straight to the vet for bloodwork. 
no buddy. mum's not ready.

Bloodwork. Then imaging. Waiting for specialists. Hearing bad news. Hearing worse news. 

"We can treat it, maybe", followed by the quality of life talk. 

Drugs. So many drugs. Buying fancy treats and canned food and god fucking dammit we can fight this. 

until we can't

A few short days later, he told me it was time. 

Farewell, my friend.

14 comments:

  1. I am so, so sorry <3 What a beautiful tribute to a great friend

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  2. I'm sorry 💔😭 we never have long enough with them, and it's doubly true for the special ones.

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  3. I'm so, so sorry. We never get enough time 💔

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  4. It could be forever and it still wouldn't be long enough. I am so sorry.

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  5. Sorry about your loss. It's never easy letting them go even when it's the best thing we can do for them.

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  6. It is just the hardest. They are such a part of us. I am so sorry

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  7. I'm so sorry for your loss. My sister just lost her dog that was her world, and my family is still feeling that loss so deeply.

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  8. There’s never enough time. I am sorry.

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  9. I'm so sorry. We don't get enough time with them ever. But I'm glad your time together was filled with love and laughs.

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  10. Sending you the gentlest hugs.
    Rest easy, Lewis <3

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  11. My heart is shattered for you. Good boy, Lewis <3

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  12. So so sorry. There is never enough time with any dog, but especially the good, heart dogs.

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