In Memory of Wilson

Just a few minutes ago, I received an email that Wilson passed away at the age of 13. That's a long time for a Labrador. That doesn't mean he won't be missed any less.

My friend Paula chose a fuzzy little brownish pup at the local humane society. On his way from the shelter and onto his forever home, he threw up.

Fortunately, that was probably only the bad moment Wilson ever experienced. Paula and her husband Dave took exceptional care of him. He basked in the large backyard of their home. He played with other dogs for hours. He ran with Dave. He stayed with me on occasion when Paula and Dave would vacation. During one stay, he became obsessed with horseflies. However, they were long forgotten as soon as his people came for him.

Most importantly, he was loyal by keeping watch over Paula through two bouts of breast cancer. Through the emotionally difficult and physically challenging years, Wilson took care of his people. This Spring, a long awaited baby joined the household. Wilson was there for all the sorrows and joys, providing comfort and adding bliss.

Now the sun has set on Wilson's life here on earth. Wilson's memory will continue to add comfort and bliss to all of us who were lucky enough to spend time with him. I truly believe that our beloved pets will be with us in eternity. They love us unconditionally, the way God does. Love doesn't die. Love endures forever.