Letting Go of Bo…

I have not posted in roughly six weeks… My heart has wandered.

I couldn’t write and have not. I dreaded bleeding out  at my laptop.  I knew bone deep, my next post must  mark an ending and the gaping hole that  remains. Our sweet yellow labrador retriever  died.

I have been heart sick.

Many  non-pet -loving people may not and possibly cannot fully understand this loss. Yes, he was an animal. But …he was so much more…And I loved him fiercely.

Bo with his cast

Bo with his cast

Looking back now, little signs of his declining health crept up,  but I refused to see.

And then thirty-six hours marked the beginning of his end.

Bo died at the animal hospital on about 10:00 p.m. on Friday, May 16th. Blessed by our giant-hearted  vet,  I spent time with him that afternoon but left in tears  knowing that my Bo probably would not make it…

Shattered… my heart and my daily life were ripped.

Weeks of routine … crushed under the constant memories of him.

Family portraits, his blankets, his toys, and his hair, everywhere I turned, he was there.

This precious yellow lab was my constant companion, my child to care for in my empty nest, and my faithful friend. My writing partner and my study buddy, he never offered harsh critique.

The first week after his passing, I think I cried every time I thought of him or talked about him.  My dear friends, co-workers, family members, and students overwhelmed me with their compassion, little gifts, and love notes.  I felt their prayers and wore them like an old favorite sweater. Their comfort and peace held me in a safe place.

But…I was lonely.

After much prayer, Bear and I decided that it would be a good thing,.. to find a puppy to care for.

AND…. In a way that only God can do, He used friends to lead us to a sweet family who had a litter of chocolate lab puppies. There we met our new girl…our little diva…Hershey.

Hershey Kisses

Hershey Kisses


Merciful heavens, she is sweet, and mischievous. Gnawing, pouncing, sleeping, barking, whimpering,  eating obscure yard stuff, and an absence of house trained body control make her absolutely marvelous in all her puppy ways!

As we settle into new routines and discovering her puppy personality, reminders of Bo fill our rooms and our hearts. He is an unchangeable fixture in our family’s history.

BUT…Hershey moved into a little corner,  and she is making it her own.  Her eyes melt hearts…Her sharp teeth rip flesh…It’s an odd combination.

Having her makes it necessary to move on.  I find peace in the knowledge that I do not have to let Bo go… as much as I have had to let Hershey in…to my heart, my home, and my life.

Stay tuned for our adventures with our Hershey Kiss as she adds a little bit of sweetness and a great deal of mischief to this Philippian 4:8 Girl’s life….


4 thoughts on “Letting Go of Bo…

  1. Vonda June 23, 2014 at 2:08 pm Reply

    Only a dog person can relate that when you let go of a dog, your only comfort is KNOWING that he was happy, well taken care of and loved more than some people love family. You gave Bo the best possible life a dog could have. Hershey already knows that she has walked into a great home. She knows she doesn’t have to fill Bo’s shoes – you will love her regardless.

    • Berta June 23, 2014 at 2:33 pm Reply

      Thank you for your gentle words. I can tell you that our new little tasmanian devil makes us laugh more than we have in a long time…Mercy! She is a little diva!

  2. mel July 31, 2014 at 4:09 pm Reply

    My heart goes out to you. It’s a dog person thing. My chocolate is 10 and I already resent that day in the future that will become present at some point. Enjoy your new addition 🙂 Chocolate are crazy and will do whatever they need to do to get where they want to be.

    • Berta August 7, 2014 at 10:18 am Reply

      I can tell you that my sassy chocolate lab is very different from our yellow lab, Bo. I love this feisty little girl, but we have a battle of wills. I hope she will realize soon that Momma is always going to win…well, most of the time anyway. Thank you for your sweet response… Losing our Bo broke our hearts. I have a difficult time with it almost 3 months later.

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