05/08/2026
We had to say goodbye to our old man Walter yesterday.
Walter was our first dog that my daughter and I adopted when I bought my first house many years ago - after seeing his ridiculously goofy adoption photo. He would have been 16-17 years old and was such a staple in our lives- it just felt like he would be around forever. My first house, the beginning of the relationship with my now husband, the formative years for my kiddo- he has been there for all of the big stuff, cuddled up next to us on the couch, sprawled out on his bed or off in the backyard barking at absolutely nothing, and only coming in when he is good and ready.
Before he passed, he curled up on my daughters lap which is a memory I will never forget 🤍
Even though it was the right time, it is so, so hard to say goodbye.
