19/10/2024
Yesterday I had to say goodbye to my dude. My bubs, Mr. Wiggles, Pickle Man, Boogs, How Bow... the one and only Howard. Howie and I met when I was 20 and he was 5 months old (2nd photo). It's been 16 years since then (3rd photo) and he has been with me through every significant and insignificant event of my adult life and vice versa.
He has lived with me in 3 different states, met many roommates and was by my side when we lived out of my car. He's hiked 10k peaks and scaled boulders in Colorado and slept under the stars in Honeydew. He's gotten lost and found, chased skunks (and deer and racoons and bicyclists) and had cactus spines stuck in his tongue. He's had Sol, Reggie, and Nikita as siblings and learned how to tolerate cats. He's lived in the snow and hunkered down with me in the middle of a lightning storm at 8,000'. He's chased seagulls so far down the beach that I couldn't see him anymore despite me yelling Get Back Here Right Now!
He's slept curled in my sleeping bag, at my feet, on my legs, on my chest, shared my pillow and been my pillow. He's seen me go through break ups, fall in love, and been there when I got lost. He's watched me grow up and seen me through mistakes and wins, been there for me through tears and laughter.
There are so. many. memories.
It has been my honor to take care of him and to do life with him. Caring for him through the changes that come with advanced age and cancer has been a challenge. But one that I would do again and again because that's what I promised him when I took him home that day back in 2008.
I love you Howie. Thanks for choosing me.
Until we meet again my dearest friend 💖 💔💞