Most know that Kira is a pretty independent dog. She doesnât ask for much. She likes her space. But once a day or so, she reminds me that Iâm her person. We connect eyes. And in those moments, all is well.
For the past few years, Alisha & I have done the same hike as the Aspens begin to glow. Itâs one of my favorite days of the year. It never disappoints, and we were happy that John was here to join us this year.
But Kira decided she was done hiking after 5 miles đ
We went open sea kayaking today for 10 miles along Kauaiâs Na Pali coast. Genuinely one of the most challenging physical activities Iâve ever done, and I may or may not have been terrified for my life the vast majority of it due to the sea conditions. Maybe the guide at the beginning saying âtrauma makes good memoriesâ should have been a sign đŹ
Anyway, it was stunning. A pod of dolphins came right up to us. And more than anything, Alisha delighted in something she has always wanted to do.
This week I travelled across the country with my wife & friends to watch my Phillies play baseball games that didnât matter while picnicking in the outfield. It was grand.
Our sweet Cooper.
We said goodbye last week, and our hearts are still broken. While Coop was getting older, we didnât anticipate what occurred last Tuesday, which was our last day with our sweet boy. Weâre believers that dogs are souls, and the connection & trust that exists between dogs and dog parents is real, and itâs deep. And there was no deeper connection than that shared between Alisha & Cooper. The way they cared for each other was one of the most special things to see and take part in.
Cooper had an abundance of love for us and for so many others. Coop was only in my life for the last 4 years or so. But he was in Alishaâs life for over 13. He guided Alisha through so many seasons and changes. And whatâs been so clear, especially in the last week, is just how many lives he touched, and how many people loved Cooper so much over these 13 years.
Cooper was loyal. He was caring. And he was the most soulful being. When you looked into his eyes, you connected with him.
Oh, and he would always eat holes in my lawn. Buddy boy, how I miss our lawn care battles. Donât worry, youâre still the goodest boy.
13 years was far too few for this beautiful soul. We miss Cooper deeply and life wonât ever be the same without him. Alisha, Hudson, Kira, & I will remember him every day.