This Week in Beloved Pet Deaths: The Dog Who Knew All My Secrets

I wrote about putting my cat, Scully, down on Monday. And then today, I realized that my beloved dog, Quint, the one that I mentioned not even being able to write about yet, had died five years ago today. Seems like it’s time to start processing that loss. So, here’s a little bit of what he was like, my buddy, my very best friend ever.

He was a lover of the lake and babies.

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A kid kisser.

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Kids get a lot food on them, though. (Yes, I think that’s Tiller’s hair when she gave herself the Bowie haircut.)

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He loved riding on the boat.

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And curling up next to someone on the couch.

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Or on the floor when they were sick and watching cartoons.

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He let the kids dress him up and play with him, with no complaints.

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And boy did he love going with us to the beach.

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It seemed like he always wanted to be where the pack was, following me or the kids around.

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He knew where the kids were is where I was.

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And he loved, loved, loved going for rides with me in the car. He was totally my co-pilot.

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And my foot warmer.

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And my best friend.

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The one to whom I whispered all my secrets, even the ones I was scared to say out loud, and who loved me anyway, and never told a soul.

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  9 comments for “This Week in Beloved Pet Deaths: The Dog Who Knew All My Secrets

  1. May 12, 2016 at 12:33 pm

    I may come back and write more on this one day. There are so many precious details about Quint that I want to put down in writing (cotton puffs, and his white, sock and the way his hair was like salmon when it was wet, or the way he carried his leash to the car.)

    But for now, I am going to go have a really good, sobbing cry.

  2. gina
    May 12, 2016 at 1:18 pm

    He’s beautiful. Big, big hugs to you, love.

  3. May 12, 2016 at 2:07 pm

    He’s beautiful. Sorry ‘s suck and mean little now but what else do u say? A best friend can never be replaced. Dog is my co pilot!

  4. Jodi Traeger
    May 12, 2016 at 4:51 pm

    I don’t know you, but your sister Lisa graduated with me. I also don’t know Quint’s story, but it touched me because my first dog, Brooks, was my first 4 legged baby , and was taken from me way too soon. Looking at your pictures of Quint and reading what you wrote completely made me break down, because the sudden loss of a pet ( even after 5 years have gone by) is still so painful. Someone once told me that the greatest tragedy is that we have to outlive our pets. Anyway, I just wanted to say I’m sorry for your loss, and your writing is beautiful.

  5. May 13, 2016 at 8:24 am

    I had a dog like that growing up. Doggy was my mostly companion, as we lived on a farm when I was young and I’d roam in the woods all day with her. She’s been gone 35 years and I still have her picture in my bedroom. I haven’t liked a dog since, but not for lack of trying.

  6. May 15, 2016 at 11:07 am

    Aw, RIP, Doggy. Those ones you have as a kid are the best. Mine was Waylon.

  7. May 15, 2016 at 11:08 am

    Aw, thanks, Jodi! I remember your name. Or have seen you on FB. I am so sorry about your baby, Brooks. They are the best and yes, the beauty and tragedy of outliving them is heartrending.

  8. May 15, 2016 at 11:09 am

    He was definitely my co-pilot. Thanks, Tony!

  9. May 15, 2016 at 11:09 am

    Thank you, sweet Gina. He was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful in every way.

    Okay, his farts weren’t that great.

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