20 January 1999 — 06 February 2013
I, the last, go forth companionless,
And the days darken round me, and the years
Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
The best dog I could ever have wanted, my best friend with four legs, the kindest, sweetest, gentlest dog I’ve ever known died peacefully today at home, surrounded by his family. He was 14 years and 17 days old.
At some point I’ll write more about Goblin and what happened. That’s not going to be today, though. I feel freer and lighter and more comforted now than I have in the past week and a half, and knowing that my buddy isn’t suffering anymore is the best kind of relief I could have on a night like tonight. We’re all very sad, but we’re also all very OK with what happened, and how it happened. One could only wish the same kind of end for all of us.
Everything I said back in September is still true today. The past four and a half months have been a blessing, and the past week and a half even more so, and I am exceptionally grateful for all of the extra time he and I had together.
I’m going to miss him like crazy.