I Lost Another Friend Today

I humbly request good vibes and for the praying types to put in a good word for the Feimster household to whomever you send your prayers to. While eating lunch I received a chain of messages and a subsequent phone call we all dread; a reminder that all you love will die.

My precious #CocoTheBoxer made her journey to that next place this afternoon. For the last week or so she’s been to the veterinarian for a few impromptu visits because she started to barely eat anything and then nothing at all. Obviously this was alarming as it was saddening to see her body weaken.

The doctors never found anything and were actually scheduled to run more test and diagnostics including an ultrasound this coming Thursday. Unfortunately, my precious Coco did not make it long enough to attend that appointment.

Throughout this last week and half, she certainly didn’t lose her spirit. She remains the sweetest canine I’ve ever had the pleasure to befriend. The vets and technicians all made a point to comment on her loving personality. Moreover, the vet’s office which I’ve used for nearly a decade for all boxers in the Feimster household, Vienna Animal Hospital, had just called to check in on Coco moments before mortality decided to remind us who remain behind of its ultimate reality & power.

Just last October, I said bye to my ever faithful #BrutusTheBoxer after his 13 years of cherished comraderie. https://bit.ly/tributetoadog

I did not ever imagine that nearly a year later I would be saying good bye yet again to dog less than 3yo. They say the innocent die young. It appears this holds true not only for us human types, but also for the four-legged types who come into our lives to teach us about love and loyalty.

Coco’s friendship is what I will miss most and recognizing the loss of it is what makes death’s cold sting so vivid now.

There is nothing more I cam say to truly capture the depth of the crack in my spirit today’s events have caused. It was surreal petting the body she left behind for last time. It was as if I could greet death like an ol’ friend.

I will conclude with a poem titled #FarewellMaster;

Farewell, Master, Yet not farewell.
Where I go, ye, too, shall dwell
I am gone, before your face,
A moment’s time, a little space.
When ye come where I have stepped
Ye will wonder why ye wept.

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