Ode to an old friend

Yesterday marked 7 months since Fiba passed away. On April 6th a piece of my heart was torn from me forever.

For me, Fiba wasn’t just our dog he was so much more and although I realize that life would have had to happen even if he’d never stepped into mine, I associate him with so many positive changes that happened to me and in me that adjusting to a life without him has been one of my life’s steepest uphill battles.

Fiba signified the end of an overwhelming loneliness for me, he helped me come out of my shell and find my voice, he was my light, he was warmth and happiness, he was fun and laughter and if we’re being honest, a tiny side of him was annoyance and frustration.

Fiba will always walk with me and has a permanent place in me as my first dog and my canine soulmate. 

Rest in peace my dearest friend – I hope to hear your adorable howl and ridiculously loud snore again one day.