You can prepare for the firsts with a puppy. But nothing can truly prepare you for the lasts with an old dog…
The last hike to the mountaintop
The last night under the stars
The last time chasing birds on the beach
The last woodsy hide and seek
The last “catch me if you can”
The last hole dug in the sand
The last watch on the boat
The last breeze ruffling the ears out the car window
The last roll in fresh fallen snow
The last warmth of the sun on the muzzle
The last Christmas
The last meal
The last howl
The last “I wuv you”
The last goodbye…
And when your heart feels the weight of it all, you get a wave of emotions flushing through. All those moments that happened from the firsts to the lasts. Those magical in-betweens. Those everlasting memories to hold on to.
How lucky are we to love and be loved in a way that makes goodbye so impossibly hard 🖤
Footloose Diary 