Just over three weeks ago we unexpectedly lost our beloved Australian Shepherd Buck.
We were all completely unprepared for how much his loss would impact us.
Buck was 7 years old and a big ball of fluffy.
Two days before he died my 18 year old son was petting him and playing with him and I
said, “Boy are you going to miss that dog someday.”
He said, “I know, right?”
I don’t know why I said it.
In the moment I was simply keenly aware of the bond between that dog and the boy.
We had no idea Buck was so sick.
We knew we loved him, but we had no idea how much “life” he brought to our home.
When we came home without the dog I was overwhelmed with the knowledge that the unconditional love giver was gone.
All five of our boys went to the dog for hugs when they were sad or down.
Buck was a hugger.
He would wrap his paws around your leg and use his neck and head to engulf you in his fluffy hug.
It’s been a hard three weeks.
Lots of tears.
Lots of hugs.
Lots of big sighs.
I never bonded with a dog before Buck. Our boys never bonded with a dog before either.
We learned so much from our fluffy friend:
- unconditional love
- prancing makes everyone smile
- smart dogs understand your language
- it’s fun to play
- hugs and cuddles are never outgrown
- love is the core