Loki
January 22, 2007 - October 18, 2019
Loki
I adopted Loki, Biscuit at the time, at a point in time when I was alone and in a new town. From the day I brought him home when it was just the two of us he always wanted to be with me. When I would have to leave for work he would go in the air conditioned (I bought an AC for the garage because he wasn’t house trained and I don’t believe in crates) garage. There was a big comfy dog bed, but he would sleep on the mat right in front of the door to the inside. I would go out the front door and peek through the window and he’d be curled up or sitting and staring at the door. When I got home I’d sneak a peak through the garage door window and there he would be in the same exact spot curled up asleep. When I got married it was the same thing, but now not just for me and in the laundry room. He had free run of the house, but there he would be. If I got home before my wife he would be there at the garage all excited and bounding around then after our snuggles, and he’d follow me to the bedroom where I kicked of my shoes, he jump on the bed and stare at me. When he was younger we’d wrestle, but the last few years it would be snuggle time a good 15-30 minutes cuddled up against me with my arm over him. Then he would be up and head back to the laundry room to wait for my wife to get home. Then when our sons were born (they are 4 & 7 when he passed) it was the same thing if they spent the night with one of the grandmothers he would wander around check on me and my wife, but he’d end up back by the door waiting. Once everyone was home he was happy and at peace. All the way until the day he died, Friday 10/18/2019. When I got home from work he was by the door waiting and followed me, slowly to the bedroom for cuddle time. He got weaker and weaker as the night went on. I had the boys give him loves and pose for a photo before they went to bed. I took him to the ER vet and I knew it would be the last ride. He couldn’t sit up, just laid down the entire time. Part of me died with him and that hole will never be filled. I love you Loki. You were my best friend, my anchor and soul bound to me forever. You are loved.