1998 – 2015
Our beloved canine companion went to the great doghouse in the sky today.
Seymour’s gone. The quirky, lovable dog that’s been a part of our family for 16 years went to sleep peacefully at the vet’s this afternoon. I can’t imagine life without him…he’s just as much a part of ‘home’ to me as my parents. Even on this first night in our house without Seymour there’s an overwhelming sense that someone is missing.
We all knew the end was near but you can never fully prepare yourself to say goodbye. As much as my heart aches I must remind myself that Seymour is no longer suffering. His old age, arthritis, and debilitating end of life ailments– gone. These past few weeks were exceedingly difficult. And that’s not how I want to remember our dog. I take comfort in the fact that Seymour lived one hell of a life. Ever since he came to us as a puppy in the fall of 1998 he was surrounded by love and humans who treated him like the canine royalty he is.
I choose to remember Seymour as an avid squirrel chaser. I choose to remember the sound his toenails made as he jogged across the floor to greet me. I choose to remember Seymour running along the beach in Florida during our family vacations. I choose to remember his bewilderment when I first brought home Bubbles Kitty– and the delight I felt when they stopped chasing each other around the house and became friends. I choose to remember Seymour flying through the backyard so fast my head would spin. I choose to remember his good humor as my children took turns riding him like a pony.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,