In March 2020, Bacio and I entered each others lives at just the right moment. He had been found abandoned on the streets of the Mission a month earlier, barely alive, in dire need of food, love, and medical attention. I was a couple of weeks into COVID lockdown, depressed, and grappling with the prospect of indefinite isolation.
We were so good for each other. During the toughest year of my live (of most of our lives), he and I were inseparable. We’d go on adventures around Potrero Hill, and up and down the California coast. He loved riding in the car with the top down. He loved to cuddle and bury himself under blankets. He would do anything—ANYTHING—for a greenie. The next year when I met
@kevliusf , Bacio (and Kevin’s dog Levi) played a key role as we bonded; we became a fearless foursome going on hikes and adventures. Bacio brought so much warmth to me and to many of you. I’m devastated that he’s gone, but also so appreciative and fortunate for all the joy that he brought.
Bacio was a senior dog when I adopted him. We didn’t know his exact age (or anything about his prior life), but the best guess was about 10 years old. Senior dogs often don’t get adopted, and are frequently euthanized to make space for other dogs who are more likely to be adopted. But they make amazing pets!! Look at my experience with Bacio—even if he was only with us for a few years, it was a transformative experience for both of us! I’m so thankful for
@muttvillesf , the no-kill (and no-cage) senior dog rescue that saved Bacio’s life, provided medical care, and helped me meet him.
I’m looking to channel my grief in the most productive way possible, so I’m raising funds for Muttville in Bacio’s honor. Click the link in my bio if you’d like to donate.
