My dearest Juliette, my swee’pea, my angel,
I hope this letter finds you well, somewhere where you are happy and safe, enjoying your eternal walkabout. I miss you so much. I love you so much. I have never loved anything more in my life. You were such a gift to us, and we were so lucky that you chose us to be your family. I sincerely hope that you think we loved you enough, took care of you enough, made you central to our lives. You are the gentlest, most beautiful, most elegant, most loving dog that there ever was and will ever be.
I am so sorry that you got sick, and that it made you suffer. We tried everything we could to help you, and we regret most that perhaps we didn’t do enough. I hope you understand that we released you out of love, that we didn’t want to see you suffer anymore, that we wanted you to be free.
Jules, I will miss our time together, your nuzzles, your yawns, seeing you start up with your brother Waylon, feeding you, stroking you, going on walks with you, watching you sniff around at everything, your airbites, when you jump on the bed to wake Mommy up, your paw handshake. I remember the time you licked me on the nose when we visited our house in Taos. I think about that moment all the time. I think about so many things about you, and I hope we gave you a rich, full, stimulating life.
I want you to know that I am sorry if I upset you when we were in Denver recently. I was angry and should not have been. There is always a better way, and I promise you that I will work on that so I don’t scare Mommy and Waylon. If it accelerated your sickness, then I will live with that for the rest of my life. Please know that I didn’t mean to hurt you or scare you. I cannot bear the idea of any kind of harm coming to you.
Wherever you are now, I hope you are at peace, that it is a world that is stimulating and happy for you. You might meet Muffett, my dog when I was growing up. Please tell him I said hi, and that I am sorry I wasn’t there when he passed away, and that I still think about him. I will think of you on a great, fun walkabout, sniffing at everything around you. I just hope you don’t eat anything that will upset your tummy. Please give us a sign that you are ok. Mommy is so very heartbroken because she loved you so much. She wants to know that you are in a better place. We will never forget you. You gave us a kind of love that is special and rare.
I hope the bed I made for you is comfy and warm. And that you rest peacefully with the knowledge that we have always, and will forever love you for eternity. I hope to see you again on the other side. I miss you so much, Jules.
Love,
Daddy
June 28, 2007
