08/05/2024
11 years ago, an Angel crash landed in my life.
She needed a place to stay for 2 weeks, arriving the night Before Missy's 10th bday, and just 10 days after the golden gorilla Kittay had gone missing (read: coyotes). She stayed again for 8 weeks in 2014, barely scratching the surface getting to know her.
Angel's arrival on May 8, 2015 seemed it would again be another few short weeks. At the time, we were just beginning our long journey to care for dad's cognitive issues, while my heart was busy breaking for Queen Missy, who was in cancer and siesures end-of- life care. I had no more bandwidth in my brain or heart for anyone. Missy passed just 2 months later. Angel was still there, making sure I had a reason to get out of bed. She stayed by my side, this dutiful doodle becoming "legally ours" on Thanksgiving 2015 (forever thankful to Karla Schwarz). Her Doodle magic made my ornery dementia dad laugh and smile when little else would. God sent his warrior Angel to keep me upright, focused, and hovering just above a growing wave of depression, as I lost Tiny Cat in '17, Lulu in '20, and dad in '21.
No other creature, and I have been blessed to share my life with some AMAZING ones, will ever come close to her emotional intelligence. She really should have taught puppy etiquette classes. She is flat- out psychic, could have easily been a stellar service animal. I hope these genes have passed to her offspring, so her legacy endures (she also holds the land speed record for a domesticated canine Brad Paradis ).
Dogs get dementia and Alzheimer's and it can be treated if you catch it early enough, so please don't pass their changing behaviors as "just being old."
Her time is close, the wake of her loss will be massive. She's made hundreds of friends from Maine to Florida, and changed the lives and minds of so many, it's become obvious I was here to help her do the work. There seems little reason for my heart to survive the crater she will leave, as I know the resentment I will project toward any wayward soul that lands on my stoop.
I ask for your patience as her family navigates what is building to be a profound loss, and your deepest blessings for her passing to be peaceful. She truly is an Angel that crash landed my life, and I'm so grateful, even for the pain.
Also, would it be weird to taxidermy? She's just the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen.