10/08/2025
Tomorrow the house gets a little quieter without you.
Tomorrow the house stays cleaner without your soft black fur on absolutely everything, everywhere — something I’ve never taken for granted.
Tomorrow your energy disperses into molecules that land within us and around us.
Tomorrow you will leave your body earth side, but we will always take your spirit home with us my girl.
I am in shock that after 13.5 short, eventful years together since the very day you were born that we need to help you leave your failing body.
I don’t know what I’ll do without your whining, barking, energy and presence. None of us do. Who will keep us busy? Who will keep Fury company? Who will raise the puppy that comes after you?
Another day of loving you, Hype. The dog that brought me into reactivity, raised so many puppies, helped many dogs and loved so fiercely. The sappy post about how much of an absolute menace this puppy was will soon follow. And that little trend on Instagram about somebody begging for another day with their dog is true: go bring your dog in from outside. Stop ignoring it. Don’t leave them behind because they’re not the social “norm” in 2025.
Love them as they are. Hype taught so many of us what that meant. 🩷