Chewy, I love you…
Exactly 1 week ago I let my beloved go. He was 18 years and 4 months old. He came into my life at 8 weeks old when I was 19. He was my first dog and the love of my life.
Chewy was a fucking fighter.
We experienced so many health challenges on the last few years of his life but every time he recovered. He really squeezed every last drop out of this lifetime we were gifted.
I haven’t been in this much agony in over 18 years. Despite that, I am thankful he let us know it was time and that he trusted I would listen to him.
Thank you for granting me my biggest wish by telling me, my love…
I am so proud of you.
Thank you teaching me about strength, resilience and grit.
Thank you for teaching me how to be grateful.
Thank you for teaching me that I am valuable.
Thank you for showing me what unconditional love feels.
Thank you for encouraging me to love every piece of myself.
Thank you for giving me the space to be my authentic self.
Thank you for teaching what things are actually valuable in life.
Thank you for being patient as I learned and grew to be a better person.
Thank you for never holding grudges.
Thank you for never being resentful.
Thank you for always helping me pick myself up whenever life threw its curveballs at me.
Thank you for teaching me how to heal.
Thank you for trusting me to always keep you safe.
Thank you for all the snuggles, kisses and naps.
I will love you and miss you until the day I die.
Hope you’re whole again, enjoying the sun you loved so much and running like a maniac.
Love,
Mom 💕
EDIT: A thousand thanks for everyone who sent their love, hugs, sunshine, kind words, shared sentiment for their pets and love for Chewy.
He was loved with every fiber of my being and it eases my heart a tiny bit that it was reflected in his pictures and my words.
Sending love and hugs to everyone who has loved a pet 💗