By the time you read this, we’ll be prepping to take our sweet Filbie to the vet one last time.
In so many ways 2020 has been full of personal growth and letting go has been the hardest lesson of all.
We know we are not alone in our grief today because thousands of people all over the world are grieving their loved ones too.
It’s been amazing to watch Filbie rally through seizure episodes, vet visits, multiple rounds of testing, medications, and countless sleepless nights these past few years.
I don’t know if I would have had the strength.
We’ve known he was a fighter from the beginning though.
Filbie was just two hours away from being taken to the humane society when S rescued him. One of two pups leftover from a litter no one wanted.
And while I wouldn’t call him aggressive, he had a million and one quirks that taught us lessons in tolerance almost instantly.
He loved in a quiet way and reminded us countless times that a whisper has more power than a scream.
I never understood how dogs related to one another until I watched Filbie with my beloved Talladega and our treasured Jelly Bean. They spoke a language to each other, I’m convinced, we weren’t meant to understand.
While their friendship was hard won and unlikely, he was a faithful companion that easily bridged the gap between the canine world and the human one.
We will miss him dearly.
Based on the simple math of their ages, we knew it was highly probable we’d lose all three of our dogs in as many years.
I’ve thought about this moment many times and have even tried to mentally prepare myself for the deafening silence that will soon fill our home.
But I’ve learned firsthand letting go is not something that comes easily. It takes small steps and moments of courage almost daily until you know it’s time.
While it will be difficult to say goodbye, we rest in the fact he will no longer be in pain.
And that our sweet Tally and Jelly will be waiting for him at the base of the rainbow bridge, ready to welcome him home.