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RIP Oliver

RIP Oliver

Oliver died on June 6th, 2007. He was healthy and full of energy up until the very end. He passed in his sleep, in his favorite spot in the yard. It was a pretty summer day and Ollie wanted to go outside and chill so I let him out and went back to whatever I was doing. He'd usually bark when he wanted to come back in, so I wouldn't really check on him regularly or anything. Therefore, it was easy to forget he was out there a lot of the time.
After a long time though, I remembered he was still outside and I had to leave the house to go somewhere so I went to call him in. I saw him asleep in his favorite spot and called his name but got no response. After a couple more calls, I stepped outside and walked over to where he lay and realized he was dead. He looked very peaceful, like this is how he wanted it to happen, and for some reason, I didn't feel all that upset. I took off his collar, kissed him on the nose one last time and went inside to call my mother at work.
I knew I was going to miss Ollie, but I felt selfish for mourning him. He had given me some amazing years and fun memories and we'd reached the end of our story together. He was the closest thing to canine perfection I'd ever encountered and I feel lucky to have spent so much of my life with him.