RIP Coco

Coco, do you remember the first day you came here? It was early 2010, and you were almost 11 years old. You had been surrendered by your previous owner after having spent your entire life all alone in a backyard. When the call came out for a foster home, I knew in my heart that you would come here and never leave. And so you did.You were here with me for three years and two months. From the moment you arrived, you settled in immediately. You started to put on weight, and your beautiful coat grew and grew. You loved your new brother and sisters – Maxie and Annie, and especially Kayla. You were so happy!As time went on, your personality began to blossom. You were such a character! The way you would thump, thump, thump around the house, and have no hesitation in yelling for your dinner! On our car trips you would make people smile and laugh as you hung your head out the window and squealed with delight whenever we drove pass someone walking on the path. Heads of both people and dogs would turn and wonder what the noise was! On our walks you would follow your nose intently in zig zag fashion, which led to numerous stumbles and trip ups on my behalf as you wrapped the lead around my legs! You would then turn to me with a big smile on your face saying, can I have a treat now Mum? At home you loved to make your bed. Blankets, pillows, and couch cushions would all fly across the room as you made your bed. And the way you talked for your supper…I would say, are you talking Coco? And you would turn your head from side to side with various tones of ruff, RUFF, ruff. The ruffs would then give way to you throwing your head back and bellowing at the top of your lungs!

You fought through so many health problems in your short time with me. The vets were constantly amazed at your ability to pull through. The specialist vet said you were a legend there because despite everything you faced you battled on and remained the happy boy you always were. You were a fighter until the end, when you faced your final short battle with kidney failure. Again, you defied the odds and remained your happy self, right up until the end.

When you were diagnosed with kidney failure, the vets said you had weeks. But I knew in my heart it was never going to be that long. When the time came, you told me very clearly that you were ready to go. You were so, so tired. You were comfortable in your own bed at home, in my arms, and our goodbyes were very peaceful. Mum was there waiting for you Coco, to give you a big cuddle and to show you the way. From the moment you left, I could see you smiling. I could see so clearly that you were happy and free.I can still feel you with me now Coco. You are sleeping in your favourite bed, barking for dinner in the kitchen, talking for your supper, lying at my feet, sitting beside me with a big grin on your face, and nestling your head into me for cuddles.

Words cannot express how much I love you, my beautiful, gentle boy. I am so proud to have spent the last three years with you, and so grateful that we could share our journey together. You have taught me so much about having patience and a sense of humour.I chose this poem for you Coco, because I hope that we at Victorian Dog Rescue helped you to see beauty in the world. As you showed me beauty from within.

She gave me eyes, she gave me ears;
And humble cares, and delicate fears;
A heart, the fountain of sweet tears;
And love, and thought, and joy.
(Wordsworth)

I love you with all my heart Coco. You are in my heart forever.

Lisa xxxxx

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