Today my dog Rupert died. He was the most unique and loving dog I have ever known. Holding him as he said goodbye to the world was the most beautiful and painful thing.

Now we sit here with this bowl: with food he will never eat. I can’t bring myself to out it away. It feels like we are on vacation, or he is at the vet. His sister (same mom/dad different litter) doesn’t cry; she knows. She smelled the blanket that I held you close in and kept you warm until you weren’t anymore……until with that heaviest of sighs. You had to let go.

I pray you come back to me in another life. I have never known the kind of love you offered me.

I know we will keep living: I know we will love other dogs someday. I also know I will forever wish they were you.