Day 399

We lost a sweet friend last night. After a long downward health spiral, our dear Bobbi finally gave in. Mr. Mac made sure that her husband was at her side when we got the call in the middle of the night. Now, we will focus on her soulmate and try to make his road a bit easier.

Lilly also lost a friend. We would visit Bobbi often and our senior pup loved her. Of course, there were treats involved, but Lilly would have loved her just the same. When we return to Walker on Wednesday, I know she will head up to see her friend...she knows her way to the door of Milk Bones and Love. I predict she will be confused, but perhaps will understand.

In our friend's honor today, I would like to describe her nature and dwell a bit on the devotion that was so evident whenever her husband was with her.

First of all, Bobbi was the most giving person I have met. To a fault, she would buy anything that might make someone feel better, educate a friend or make a person smile. Since she was confined mostly to her apartment, the deliveries must have been a daily event. Just today, I looked at the top of a container of dog chews geared towards pups with allergies. On the cover were specific instructions for Gus and just how much she hoped it would help.

This lady was a virtuoso on the organ. She had played throughout Europe and also here in the United States. As we kept vigil these last weeks, her husband would play some of her taped concerts in the background. Oh! The music was glorious and she must have touched so many hearts. That was simply another way for her to give.

She was petite, feisty and devoted to those she loved. We were lucky enough to be on that list and relish the memories of her devotion. She loved our dogs and they adored her. For me, that tells me so much about a person's heart. If dogs are drawn to you, then you are doing something right!

We have been a taxi, of sorts, for her husband these past few weeks. Driving him to visit her in her hospice situation gave us the chance to know him better and to love him more. The devotion was palpable between them. When it was my turn for pick-up, I would go early to watch the latest Hallmark movie and soak up some time with Bobbi. When it was time to leave, I would say my good-byes first and then tell her husband that I would give them a private moment or two. Slowly closing the door, I would often catch a glimpse of him bent down to kiss her goodnight or rub noses. Always there were soft, comforting words as I waited in the hallway. I wish everyone could have that kind of love.

Tomorrow, we will go with her husband to plan her funeral. Although there will be tears, it is such an honor to be able to share in this part of the journey...and to think this all came to be because of a couple Goldens who helped to create a bond of love.