I lost my beloved dog yesterday, King, he has been by my side for over 15 years, and the pain of losing him is beyond words. From the moment he entered my life as the cutest puppy I have ever seen, I was sure that he would be so special. His playful nature filled my life with endless joy, during our walks, he used to turn around and look at me to make sure I was okay.
It was in his instincts to be super protective, If a bigger dog was near us, King would get closer to be able to protect me if needed (big dogs are never an issue but this is how he behaved).
When I was sick in October 2021 he was really sad and barely had any appetite. Because I wasn't eating well, he also didn't want to eat either.
King tried to pretend he was doing okay so I wouldn't cry when his pain worsened in his final days, trying to stand up when he had no strength, he didn't want to see me in tears.
I wasn't prepared for his death. I knew it was coming but I couldn't imagine how much I'm hurting now. I feel like I can't breathe. My heart is so heavy. My entire body is hurting. I can't stop crying.
I try to find comfort in knowing that King lived a good life, but that won't change how much I will miss him.
I don't know how I'm going to navigate the pain of his absence. Adapting to a life without King after so many years of him being a part of it will be challenging.
I will come back to my home without him welcoming me, I will sit and eat my next meals without King next to me, I will lose balance in yoga and he won't come to check up on me, and the doorbell will ring without him barking at it.
Rest in peace, my sweet King. You will be extremely missed. This post was my attempt to convince myself that you're gone.
Cherish every moment with your furry companions, they're irreplaceable.
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