This week Meggan and I are having a rough time. On Monday, our golden retriever, Kobe Bear passed away in our arms. We thought we’d share a little bit about a member of our family that meant so much to us and why we will miss him terribly. Just typing this is difficult, my buddy is supposed to be sleeping on my feet.
Kobe appeared to be a big and handsome golden retriever, but he was really a human trapped inside a dog’s body. He commuted to work everyday with me for almost 10 years. The baristas at the coffee shop knew him by name and had a doggy bone waiting for him each morning. He was the mascot of our office, although I think Kobe would have given himself a better title. No matter what kind of day we were having, Kobe had a knack for making it better.I could write a book on all the good memories we’ve had with Kobe Bear. It seems that the monumental down to the irrelevant memories often involve him. From being the only witness to me asking Meggan to marry me to snuggling between us while watching a movie, he was always there.
One of the hardest things we have had to do was decide to leave him when we traveled for over a year. Luckily, Kobe’s grandparents are crazy about him. We knew he was in good hands as we and many other people have coined my parent’s home “the doggy spa.” While at the spa for about a year, Kobe learned how to Skype with us while we were on the other side of the planet, he could hear us but not really see us on the computer screen, he always assumed we were under the sofa somewhere.We have enjoyed every second with him since we’ve been back home. Just about ten days ago, Kobe was still participating in his favorite sport, fetching 3 tennis balls at once. He then stopped eating his food. We took him to the vet and found out he had cancer. 2 days after being diagnosed, all of Kobe’s organs started shutting down.
I know this post really isn’t about travel or design, but it is relevant for us all. I have learned a valuable lesson from our dog. I can’t imagine what kind of pain he was in at the end, but this nasty disease still didn’t stop him from wagging his tail each time he laid eyes on us. Life is short, no matter what we are doing in our lives, may we all wag our tails to the end.We love you Kobe Bear.