Beyond a Cute Dog Painting : Mia
"Mia taught me to play and be silly and let my weird out. ."
I was very lucky to have met Mia.
“Mia. Miss Moo. Widget. Girl. Baby Girl. My love. My constant companion, teammate, and teacher. My joy-bringer and screecher. My playmate and healer. My entire heart and soul.
Mia transitioned to spirit form and to her next journey on Wednesday Dec 28.
Words will always fall short in conveying the incredible impact this perfect being had and will continue to have on my life. She is pure love. The embodiment of infinite, magical love.
Miss Moo (quite literally) bounced into my life so quickly and seamlessly that I soon couldn’t remember a time I lived without her.
Mia taught me that you can exude love and joy and still be sassy.
She taught me to always sit in the sun and sleep in and take afternoon naps. And touch the earth with my hands.
She taught me to slow way down. To sniff flowers. To walk slowly with wonder and delight. To greet each day with curiosity and love.
She taught me that I’ll never regret re-arranging my life to meet her needs. It was an honor to do so.
Mia taught me to play and be silly and let my weird out. And that humans need to play more.
She taught me to chase joy and hold onto those moments and never let go.
She taught me to get full body excited to see my favorite people—to shower them with love and gratefulness.
She was a brilliant little sister to Banjo. They bonded and loved each other immensely, but only had a year together before B transitioned. There’s a comfort in knowing they are together now.
She healed my heart from the loss of Banjo and moved with me three times—adapting and thriving at each place. Her resiliency, confidence, and happy bounces never cease to amaze me.
She was a brave little girl—tiny but mighty and courageous—she expressed her needs and opinions freely and fully with cheekiness and extreme cuteness. An example to us all.
She brought me closer to my parents—especially my dad, who was her second caregiver. She touched the lives of many and healed hurting hearts.
She touched every part of my life with our rituals and routines and the way we loved each other.
My entire life is going to change and I’m going to need a lot of support.
I’m still in shock. I’m not sure when I’ll return to work. Right now, it’s one hour at a time. I will miss her every day of my life.
To honor Mia, I am going to try to BE LOVE. To pass on that magical love and happiness she spread when she was here.”
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This week what I have been reading about dogs :
Shelters struggle as pets adopted during pandemic returned
Greyhound racing: Wales to consult on ban
Why economic hardship is keeping more animals in shelters
Poem: [Dog Is a Way of Thinking]
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