We said goodbye to our sweet baby dog, Faruk, today. The cancer moved quickly and he was euthanized here on the ranch with us by his side. He now rests next to Ayla on the hill looking over our old house, his first home.
The guy was a lover, a most handsome dog, and had the softest ears. He would have been seven next week. Much too soon … this was the dog that was so strong and healthy we thought he’d live to be fourteen.
Here are some photos from his short time with us.
RIP, baby dog.
… two days later … I am slow to process emotions like this. This morning, as I settled into my meditation space, I could see this sweet, big handsome dog running toward me in the pasture as he happily did when I called him … but this time, instead of stopping and leaning into me, he just kept on running, and running, up some invisible incline and off into the mist without turning back. Big, sweet, beautiful Faruk, only with us for a short while, has gone to soon.