My sweet baby boy, Vinyl 🤍
This feels like the end of a chapter I never wanted to close. I had my two dogs for 13 years, and now I’ve said goodbye to my last baby. I truly don’t know how to put into words what these two souls have brought to my life, or who I became because of them.
I first saw Vinyl on an adoption site and thought he was so sweet, but I remember thinking there was no way I’d end up with a bigger dog in New York City who would need space and so much time outdoors.
But life clearly had other plans.
When I went to the shelter to choose a furry friend, he was the very first dog I saw when I walked into the room. I didn’t have to go much further. He stuck his little paws through the cage and cried for my attention… and I recognized him immediately from his photos. From that moment, it felt like we had already found each other.
Vinyl, you were the gentlest boy. So loving, so soft, such a little sweetheart. You loved being outside in nature, your sister Gimli, your big fluffy toys 🧸, reggae music playing in the background, and whenever I played piano for you, you’d fall right asleep.
We grew up together. Through heartbreak, growth, moves, chaos, laughter, tears, and all the quiet
in-between moments… you were there. We had so many adventures, and somehow life always felt lighter, safer, and easier with you by my side.
In our final moments together, we did what we always loved most. We cuddled on the grass in the sunshine, I held you close, and I played piano for you one last time while you enjoyed a naughty steak.
Saying goodbye to you has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. But loving you also meant loving you enough to let you go with dignity, peace, and so much love.
Thank you for 13 of the most beautiful years, my baby boy. Thank you for your loyalty, your softness, your love, and for being one of the greatest gifts of my life.
Give Gimli a kiss for me.
Until we meet again my sweet boy.
Mommy loves you 🤍
