My dog the Boo ( also known as Katie) was my rock during some hard months.


When I first found out about all her health issues, I had just filed for divorce after 17 years of marriage. My ex had left with our other dog and it was just the Boo and I. I loved that dog. She gave me a reason to care about something when I really didn’t want to care for anyone.

At the time that I found out the issues, I was not ready to let her go. I needed her and I think she knew that. She had always been the dog that laid in the same room as you but not cuddly in any way. She preferred her space. In many ways, she was similar to me.

The last few months she allowed me to cuddle with her. She would seek me out to petted. I felt like she was comforting me when I needed it most.

But I could see her little body becoming more and more worn down. But she mustered the strength to carry on through the holidays. She let me cry into her neck when I needed to. She was just always there.

Finally I couldn’t bare to see her in pain. We spent some last good days, sleeping on the floor together, eating foods we shouldn’t, and being in the sun.

I miss my little Boo but I know she was ready. I know I was ready to let go. Thank you so much for making this very difficult time a bit easier.