Edgar came into and out of our lives suddenly. He will be greatly missed.
My world came crashing down yesterday morning as my dog, Edgar, pulled his leash loose from my grasp and ran in front of a speeding van. He was killed instantly as the van was driving too fast on a small road near my house.
If you’ve been reading this blog for any time, you know that we rescued Edgar last December on a whim. We had been missing our dog Skippy who had passed on in March.
Thanks to Edgar, I walked outdoors every day last winter, despite rain, sleet, snow or ice. He was my mindfulness guru who kept me moving and gave me a new appreciation for the 9/10s of an acre of land that we live on. Thanks to Edgar, I was up every morning, no need for an alarm clock with this little guy on our bed eager to face the day and chasing some early morning chipmunks in the yard.
Edgar showered my girls with the kind of unconditional love that only a dog can deliver. He was cuddly, feisty and so much full of fun. There was never a dull moment with Edgar in our home. His time with us was way too short.
It was unbearably painful to share the news of Edgar’s death with my three daughters who were away at school yesterday. How do you tell your child that the dog they love is gone? Phone calls don’t cut it. Hubby got the first phone call. He hopped the next plane home from Chicago once he heard me on the phone.
We buried Edgar’s body late last night in the light of the full moon last night in a quiet ceremony in our back yard. His spirit is off to a better place. I hope we never forget what it was like to see him racing across the yard at full speed. I hope my kids never forget what it felt like to have him jump all over them as he bubbled with excitement and happiness to see them. I know he was happy here. Its so hard to believe he’s gone.
We love you, Edgar. Always will.
