To My Ol’ Boo

Over two and a half years ago I looked into his eyes for the last time and will never forget him looking at me as I left.  When I came home he was gone, passing peacefully in his sleep.  He was my best friend and I still shed tears everyday for him…. I miss you ol’ boo. Why you fell in love with me and chose me of all the people on earth as yours mystifies me to this day.  As I slowly healed from the loss of Niamh you nurtured me with your love and your friendship.  We became best friends and you gave me so much boo…..  Then, when you suffered your stroke it was my chance to give back to you.  Oh, the heartbreak of watching you to learn how to walk again but knowing if I babied you you would be offended.  You fell and got up countless times with me cheering you on and you recovered.  Together we knew the end was coming but we walked on together and when the final blow came the last January and you never walked without help again I once again helped you.  During that time we became even closer with me knowing the end was near and making the most of our time together and you finding everyday life to be a struggle.  But, you went through it with dignity and defiance.  You were going only when you wanted to.

 

The last Sunday you were alive the family all gathered around you and we had the most fun ever and you relished every second of it not wanting it to end for you knew and we knew there would never be another day like it.  The next day we played again for about two hours but your strength was gone and the next day…. well I wish I had been able to hold you as you slipped from this life.  But, I know the last time I saw you I held you and told you I loved you and you looked at me and told me back……  I love you Trevor, I always will.  There will never be another like you…. that pride, that strength, yet that little boy enthusiasm you had.  You werent much into mushy-ness for after all you were the Alpha, but when no one was looking you would for a moment let that guard down and become like me a sentimental fool.  I saw it when you said goodbye to your sister looking up when you realized she was gone and the heartbreak look in your eyes…. I saw it when you would act tough yet when I wasnt looking (or so you thought) you would again let your guard down and become a big softy.

You changed my life as I changed yours.  A couple of broken beings who were lost yet found each other and became best friends and fed off each other to achieve things no one ever thought we could.  The golden era here at the Meadow arrived with you and I am afraid it has left with you.  Oh, we have fun and each of the collies are special but you, Hallie and Anya brought something magical to the Meadow in a big way. The magic still exists but not as it once did…..not to denigrate the collies here now for they are spectacular collies.  Its just a different chemistry.

As I sit here missing you I cry and then smile for you were such a blessing.  Who would’ve have thunk when we got Lad that bringing you home as a afterthought would be the greatest move ever made here.  You started the puppy parade we had and you ran the meadow with my backing.  I miss you my friend.  I miss your happy face in the morning, I miss your last cuddle at night before you got down off the bed to lay next to me on the floor.  I miss you chasing the train away, your pouting, your gleeful looks, your smacking of your lips and your grumpy look that followed when I would embarrass you with a big hug and kiss.  I miss your telling all the collies to straighten  up and your strutting around after doing so.  I miss you sitting next to me, sleeping at my feet and our walks that would turn into day long adventures!  Oh, I miss you ol’ boo and you know the biggest tragedy I think that can befall someone is being the one left behind when someone like you leaves our lives.

You restored my confidence in myself, in our collies and in God.  You changed my life and because of you I have went on to conquer things I never thought I could.  While Niamh was my first once in a lifetime collie, you Trevor were my next one.  I believe your life had more of a impact on me than even she did and she had a huge impact on me.  But, you Trevor…. how do words describe a collie like you who spent the first part of your life in conditions that… well break my heart.  Not that you were abused, but knowing you and how lonely you must have been.

Trevor I miss you…..  what I wouldn’t give to have you back.  However Trevor, you did teach me one thing besides how to pass on with dignity.  You taught me that love is the most important thing of all….. its my love for you that keeps me going each day when I wake up and you are no longer here.  You see Trevor, someday….. someday I will once again hold you and together we will run with all the collies of the meadow across that great meadow in heaven…..  someday….

Thank you Trevor!  As Albert Terhune would say…. You are missed much more bitterly than a mere dog should be missed.  Except I would add you did more for me than almost any human on earth can claim to have done.  Oh Trevor….  my Trevor forever….  till the day I die I will miss you and will share the legend of you a collie who I consider to have been as great or grand as any that walked at Sunnybank.  All I can say is Thank you Trevor Forever…. thank you……

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This song reminds me of your life Trevor….  for you ol Boo….

I LOVE YOU BOO!!!!!!!