Oh Lani- I miss you so much already! We didn’t see this coming and it has completely knocked the wind out of me. But rather than sit here lamenting, I want to share your story.
You were found stranded in West Virginia with a litter of pups. You were starving and sick and luckily a rescue organization took you in. When we called the organization about another dog on their website they asked us to foster you. They said that even though you were in a home and being fed you were still starving because you were producing milk for your pups. They needed to separate you from your young so we took you in. You were emaciated, leaking milk, and terrified of all men. You had these sad eyes that looked right into ours. You immediately won our hearts and we decided to keep you. You quickly warmed to Brad and started using the “Lani sad eyes” to get extra treats and tummy rubs. When we left our apartment you’d try to squeeze out the door with us so we had a system of making you sit at the end of the hallway while we opened the door and then throwing you a treat as we exited.
You made the cross country move with us from VA to CA. You really wanted to be in the front seat and enjoyed the scenery of America’s Parks.
You settled into Berkeley quite well. You adored the dirtiness of that city. You’d leap into a bush and reappear with a full loaf of bread or a few chicken wings. It was a scrounging dog’s paradise! You tried to sabotage Brad’s marriage proposal by peeing on the carpet in that abode. He went into our room to get the diamond and came out to find me mopping up your pee. However, propose he did (albeit a few hours later than he planned) and you still made it into our epically classy engagement announcement.
You loved moving to Petaluma because you got your own backyard and the perfect windows for keeping an eye on the place. Sure the feral cats were in charge of the neighborhood, but you took great pleasure in growling at them from your lookout.
You discovered that sunbathing was your most favorite hobby. You were also my constant jogging companion. Walking you has always been hard because you yank and pull and want to sniff every square inch of terrain. However, you understood jogging and you’d keep pace with me and allow me excuses to stop and catch my breath “so you could pee.” I will always treasure our jogging times sweet girl!
You were an amazing “baby” when Brad and I struggled to start our family and the best big sister when we found success. You’ve always been a gentle soul and this made you the perfect candidate for tolerating baby and toddler shenanigans. We never had to worry about you with our kids. They adored you! Here you are with baby Otis-
And with baby Lucy-
You were a saint, putting up with poking and prodding and even taking the brunt of parental angst. When the kids were acting up and then you made a demand, you were the one that got yelled at. We hate that it went down that way, but you took it like it was nothing and we thank you for that.
You loved how much babies sleep and took advantage of the plethora of nap opportunities.
You loved to sniff, run in circles, and bark at the mailman. You made use of every couch, bed, blanket, and pillow in the house. You liked to steal my warm spot in the bed the second I vacated it.
I was not prepared to say goodbye to you today Lani. I would have cuddled with you last night and loaded you up with treats. I would have sent the kids away so I could spend some quality alone time with you. I would have taken you on that walk you’ve begged us for the last 8 months. I didn’t get those chances, and I have to accept that. In a way I am glad that you jumped up on me last night to greet me and then passed quickly this morning. I think your suffering was short. But as I look back on the 11 years you spent with Brad and I, I can’t help but want a bit more time with you. I love you so much Lenny, Lanis, Leonard Moore!!