Zoid.Kisses

The love of a dog

It’s been two weeks since my 15 year old fur baby took his last breath while lying on my lap. He was the kind of dog who kissed me until the very end.

Zoid was endless love. Pure, authentic, unconditional, furry and slobbery love.

I haven’t allowed myself to write about him just yet because the emotions were initially too intense. And then life kept happening.

I feel like he and his memory deserve so much more attention than a quick post. But time escapes me these days as I juggle the developing twins, getting back to work, and balancing a new chapter of my household.

But I will always remember…

The day Zoid and I first met at Molly’s pet store and introducing him to Dan, Brynn, Sara, Lizzie, and the rest of the Boulder family…

Him sitting at my feet throughout college classes without teachers even knowing…

The hike we took on the day my niece was born…

Thousands of miles of road trips…

Hours of playing fetch…

Thousands of miles of walking, running, hiking in CA & CO mountains…

Him climbing trees and chasing deer…

The way he smiled for photos…

Swimming at the beach and my mom’s pool…

Cuddling on lonely nights or early mornings…

Him licking tears off my face…

How he’d wait to eat until I sat down for dinner…

The way he would greet me when I’d come home from work with his entire butt wagging (not just his tail)…

The way he stayed close to my newborn babies when I brought them home from the hospital…

How he’d patiently let my children crawl all over him…

The way he made eye contact when I pressed my forehead against his…

 

…I will remember all of this and so, so much more.

 

I am endlessly grateful for our time together. His love and loyalty was more than I could have ever asked for.

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2002 – 2017