Coffee in the Park

Last Thursday, 24 March, I lost my furry friend of 12 years. Lexi aka FL aka Lee, aka a million other terms of endearment, passed on after a courageous battle with renal failure and old age. She was the best dog, family member, anyone could have asked for. FL was loyal, loving, funny, expressive, vocal and comforting. There are not enough words in any language to express how much she means to me so I will not even try.

We spent our last day together at the beach park. We reminisced, communed with one another, hugged, kissed, prayed, cried and started our goodbyes. Less than an hour later my pooch transitioned to the other side. I was there for every minute. She was very weak just before the end, but used her last bit of energy to raise her head, hug me with her eyes and give a little wag of her tail. I sat next to her and rubbed her ears and comforted her through her process. Another piece of my heart was spirited away. I love my dog, my best friend. I miss her terribly.

To honour her life and memory I have made a commitment to have my coffee in the park every Thursday for quiet moments, to reflect, to remember, to think, to love, to cry, to feel. I take comfort that my poochinski is no longer suffering. There is no more pain or sleepless nights. She can run free and chase chickens again. I am smiling - she can also have dinner with Kiki.

For Lexi,

TC