Yesterday was a tough day... as Koa the Corgi, friend of Clover Maxwell, our dog and the longtime companion of my significant other... crossed over the rainbow bridge to the great puppy park in the sky.
He'd been battling some health-related stuff for the last several months, and finally, after oxygen chamber treatments, countless doctor visits and the like, he, exhausted, in his own way, told my partner he was ready to go on... and so she had to make the rough decision to let him go.
I can't imagine what making that decision must have been like. Thinking about it now... just hurts.
I hadn't known Koa that long. It was just recently - again - because of health - he started hanging with Clover and I more often. My partner didn't want to be away from him just in case things took a turn, and I can totally understand that. He and Clover became lil' homies... pals... friends. I think Clover could tell Koa had some stuff going on, and that's probably why he was so chill with him. They just clicked.
Koa was a good lil' boy.
Over the weekend, Clover and I got to spend some time with him, and I'm glad we did. I'm just bummed we didn't get more time, because the time we spent was so great, albeit, short.
It's tough for me today, because I know my significant other is hurting. Koa has been a big part of her journey since she rescued him while she was living in Hawaii - hence the name - Koa. He's been like the constant in her life for years... and now, that presence is gone. I wish I could make it all better... but I can't, and knowing she's hurting... just gets me.
Anyway.
If you have a fur baby in your life, give 'em a hug today... there's just something so great about that bond which is good for the soul.
Rest well, Koa. We miss you.