Farewell, My Beautiful Boy

Boomer
Boomer 2006 – 2017

Six and a half weeks ago, I was forced to say goodbye to you, Boomer… and to say I wasn’t ready is putting it mildly. How could I ever be ready to say goodbye to the best dog in the world?

I still remember the day we brought you home for the first time. It was July 3, 2006, and you were about 3 months old at the time. I say “about” because we never knew how old you were for sure, and the lady we got you from didn’t know, either. She couldn’t tell us because she found you—along with your brothers and sisters—near her house. Someone put all of you into a box, and left that box sitting on the railroad tracks… left you to die. How frightened you pups must have been… left in a strange place, with no food or water… how you must have cried out for your mother! That’s how the lady found you… she heard a chorus of whines and whimpers, and searched until she found the box with all of you inside it. She rescued you from certain death, and cared for you and your littermates while she tried to find forever homes for each of you by putting an ad in the local newspaper.

I saw the ad on the newspaper’s website, and called her. I was thrilled to hear I was the first one to call, because that meant we got the pick of the litter. We agreed to come by that evening, and left right away.

The boys were so excited when we arrived! So many puppies running around, and all of them so cute. They went from pup to pup, petting each one, trying to decide which one they liked best… and not being able to choose, of course, because you were all so sweet. It was going to be up to Mom and Dad to make the decision. At first, we thought it would be hard to choose, because it would be so, so easy to fall in love with every single one of the pups we saw… but we were both drawn to you.

You were so playful, and eager for attention! Running back and forth between the boys, with that tail of yours wagging so hard and fast it wouldn’t have surprised me a bit to see you lifting up into the air. You played with them as if you’d always belonged to them, your eyes shining with pure joy as you went from one to the other.

You were so happy. So full of love. You chose us before we chose you… as if you always knew we were meant to be your family.

We loaded up in the truck to take you home, and I held you in my lap. Poor baby, you were so scared, whining and trembling with fear. (Were you remembering another car ride that ended with abandonment on the tracks? I’ve often wondered…) I just held you close and talked to you in a soft voice, telling you we’d be home soon, and nothing was going to hurt you. Several minutes and a few dozen scratches later, you finally settled down and lay still in my lap for the rest of the way home.

I remember that ride as if it were yesterday… the first time we brought you home. It’s a memory I will cherish forever. The beginning of almost 11 years of having you in our lives. Such wonderful years… so many good memories.

I don’t want to think about the last time we brought you home. It hurts too much to think about how we were, again, in that same truck… and you were there, but you were gone. I wasn’t able to hold you in my lap that time. I’ll never hold you again…

We buried you here… at the only home you ever knew, where you were loved and cherished by all of us. I go to your grave from time to time, just to tell you I love you… and I miss you terribly. I suppose some people might think me foolish for doing so, but I don’t give a damn.

Sometimes, for just a moment, I’ll forget that you’re gone. I’ll look for you, listen for you… only to remember you’re gone. Then the pain of your loss comes rushing back, as fresh and raw it was in that instant when you closed your beautiful brown eyes for the very last time. And the tears fall once more…

Just as they are falling now.

You were such a blessing to me, and you’ll always hold a special place in my heart. I’ll never forget you, and I will always love you. Thank you for bringing so much happiness to our lives.

And one day, when my heart tells me it’s ready… I’ll find another dog to love as I loved you.

A Dog's Last Will and Testament

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25 thoughts on “Farewell, My Beautiful Boy

  1. What a beautiful post ❤ Thank you for sharing with us. My dog is more important to me than I can express and every time she is sick or unwell, the fear is overwhelming and scary. I lost my cat last year and now have a hard time approaching any cat or even paying attention to them because it hurts too much. I still vividly remember my previous baby dog, Quick, who was so protective of me. I was a child and he loved staying by my side. Those memories never go away and they are to be cherished forever. Those cute faces are a real part of the family and they give so much love. I am sending you lots of hugs.

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    1. Thank you, Donna! ❤ I’m so sorry for the loss of your cat. I have 4 cats & 4 kittens, and it would crush me if anything happened to one of them. After losing Boomer, I totally understand why you feel the way you do when your dog is sick. I’m constantly worrying about the cats/kittens possibly getting sick.

      I’ve lost pets before, but I had Boomer longer than any pet, and I guess that’s why it’s been so hard this time around.

      Thank goodness for memories! They help you smile through the sadness or tears.

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      1. 4 cats and 4 kittens? Life in the house must be fun 🙂 I feel a dog’s unconditional love makes every memory stronger and more vivid, and helps us keep those beautiful souls with us forever. We are lucky to find them, and we keep them always ❤

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        1. Oh, it’s a madhouse around here, believe me! But they’re all (mostly) sweet, so it’s worth it.

          I think you’re right about dogs… the way they love you and how they feel protective of you creates an even deeper bond, I think. They are very special and truly a blessing!

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  2. Dogs are so special, I think each dog to their own owner is the best dog in the world, I know mine certainly was.

    I like to think I’m a tough guy, hell I even have a sarcastic bad boy of blogging image on my blog.lol But losing a pet is so hard, losing my dog killed me, so damn hard, you feel like you’ve lost a piece of you, but you have your memories.

    Thank you for sharing, it’s such an emotional and heartfelt post.

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    1. Thank you, Drew! ❤

      That’s exactly how it feels without Boomer here… like I’ve lost a piece of myself. He was a part of everything we do around here, and now everything just feels wrong. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to it.

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  3. So sorry for the loss of your sweet dog Boomer, I agree with Dee, anyone who’s loved a pet would never think you’re foolish. I have a cat and a dog and I’d do exactly the same thing in your position and have in the past. Your post brought tears to my eyes, it’s very heartfelt.

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  4. My heart hurts for you Betty! Your tribute to your pup was more than words can describe. I found myself, smiling and wiping away my tears. You all were very lucky to share such a love.

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  5. I’m struggling to see what I’m typing. What a beautiful heartfelt post. I can totally understand your pain and my heart goes out to you all. Pets are family. I feel sorry for people who don’t think so. Big hugs. Xx

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  6. Just wanted to say you’re not alone, I”m going through the same thing, I lost Alfie a month ago and it hurts so much. Thank you for sharing Boomer’s story, I thought I was all cried out but there has been many tears today xxx

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