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Bonjour, October had always been my favorite time of year. I love witnessing the colors of nature change, deepen, flying and falling to the ground. The golden low light of day…the indescribable smell of cooler temperatures and yes, my birthday! My favorite -what-I-jokingly pegged a “Holiday” where I choose to celebrate my life and feel very grateful for it. For living. Experiencing those near misses along with great successes! My life was a challenge but balanced and I appreciated my journeys as much as possible. I used that day, my birthday, October 16 to reflect and rejoice. But this October was by far one of my most undesirable months. Justin and I both caught Covid, my second time and not another easy one to recover from. Laffy ate mushrooms and spent 2 days in the hospital and then tragically of all days he managed to sneak out the garden and find his way meandering the streets. We didn’t know. Justin returned from working on the other side of the garden and found Laffy laying down on the grass and panting by the garden door he’s used to wiggle his way out. We immediately rushed him to the pet hospital assuming he was attacked by another dog. In the car I kept looking back at him and his panting looked as though he was smiling at me. His mouth wide and eyes full of excitement that he was in the car. He was so strong. But then…soon after arriving to the Veterinarians, Laffy was gone. He passed away from internal bleeding. A swollen abdomen, evident bruising and blood from his mouth. The Doctor told us that a car most likely hit him. Who knows by whom. No one has come forward.
Laffy found his way back home. He managed to return home. That strong little fur soul. He found his way back so that we could find him.
We took him back home right away and in the morning Justin picked out his burial home, just underneath one of our walnut trees with views of the most glorious sunrises and the Pyrenees mountains in the distance. We held a little memorial for 2 and placed a large slab of slate over his grave. The same color of his coat. We held to one another tightly and every day since.
He wasn’t just an animal for us. He was a part of our little family. He was a member and equally treated as one. He ate what we ate. Nearly traveled with us everywhere and was loved and cared for and spoiled. He was like a child I can never have. He will always be missed, loved and remembered.
RIP Laffy, the one with the purest and most unconditional love of all.
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