8 posts tagged “king”
It's been a year; and not a day goes by that I don't think about you.
All my love...
The good times together and the happy memories are what matter most. That's what they say. That's what they tell me. But it's hard to not want more. And it's really hard to not blame myself for them not coming to fruition.
I've been alone much of my life. I've tried to avoid being dependent on other people for my happiness because that means that it's also out of my control when it could be taken away from me. Since roughly sixth grade, I've always envied stoicism and held it in high regard. In fact, I bought Marcus Aurelius' book on stoicism at a young age and it struck a nerve with me and made lots of sense. At the time, I thought it was wisdom, but the more I've lived, the more it seems as simply self-protection. Which may or may not be seen as wisdom, depending on how you view things.
The thing is... would I trade those happy memories and time together in order to protect myself from feelings of pain and loss? Is it more worth it to me to not be hurt and not have experienced the joy that I now miss? The answer for me is of course not. Though our time together was relatively short, I have zero regret for having shared it with King. This is one of the lessons that King taught me. A lesson about life and love, and how a life alone pales in comparison to the life one can live when they find someone they can love and trust and shares those same feelings in return. Any dog-lover can relate to this and knows exactly what I'm talking about. I'm not the only one to experience the joys and pains of having and losing a perfect friend. Knowing this is gives me some comfort, along with the kind words of support that my friends and family have shown.
I've never shed so many tears for any other reason in my life. I've never been as close to anyone as I was with King. He is the only one in my life that has been by my side day and night that I've had to say goodbye to, and so suddenly. But the time that he gave me and the lessons he taught me won't go so quickly.
We were both fortunate in the way we found each other and came together. Not just because of our circumstances at the time, but also in what came from us being together. His memory will continue to be strong as I try to live the lessons he taught me. He was a big part of why I had recent happiness and will be a major part of my future happiness.
His lessons did not include wallowing in regret. Though I'll always miss him being with me in more than spirit, I won't let that takeover the positive things that I should hold on tighter to. As much as I may blame myself and think of all the "what if"s that could have changed things, I can't just keep fixating on that or else I'd keep disappointing King and his memory further. I'm sure King would rather be remembered with a smile more so than a tear. Though I can't promise that I won't let another one fall in the future, I can say that I'll focus on the good things because dwelling in guilt becomes rather self-centered in the end. And if there was a point in what I learned from King, it was to move away from such a selfish, lonely existence.
Thank you, King. I'm starting to come around...
I've been alone much of my life. I've tried to avoid being dependent on other people for my happiness because that means that it's also out of my control when it could be taken away from me. Since roughly sixth grade, I've always envied stoicism and held it in high regard. In fact, I bought Marcus Aurelius' book on stoicism at a young age and it struck a nerve with me and made lots of sense. At the time, I thought it was wisdom, but the more I've lived, the more it seems as simply self-protection. Which may or may not be seen as wisdom, depending on how you view things.
The thing is... would I trade those happy memories and time together in order to protect myself from feelings of pain and loss? Is it more worth it to me to not be hurt and not have experienced the joy that I now miss? The answer for me is of course not. Though our time together was relatively short, I have zero regret for having shared it with King. This is one of the lessons that King taught me. A lesson about life and love, and how a life alone pales in comparison to the life one can live when they find someone they can love and trust and shares those same feelings in return. Any dog-lover can relate to this and knows exactly what I'm talking about. I'm not the only one to experience the joys and pains of having and losing a perfect friend. Knowing this is gives me some comfort, along with the kind words of support that my friends and family have shown.
I've never shed so many tears for any other reason in my life. I've never been as close to anyone as I was with King. He is the only one in my life that has been by my side day and night that I've had to say goodbye to, and so suddenly. But the time that he gave me and the lessons he taught me won't go so quickly.
We were both fortunate in the way we found each other and came together. Not just because of our circumstances at the time, but also in what came from us being together. His memory will continue to be strong as I try to live the lessons he taught me. He was a big part of why I had recent happiness and will be a major part of my future happiness.
His lessons did not include wallowing in regret. Though I'll always miss him being with me in more than spirit, I won't let that takeover the positive things that I should hold on tighter to. As much as I may blame myself and think of all the "what if"s that could have changed things, I can't just keep fixating on that or else I'd keep disappointing King and his memory further. I'm sure King would rather be remembered with a smile more so than a tear. Though I can't promise that I won't let another one fall in the future, I can say that I'll focus on the good things because dwelling in guilt becomes rather self-centered in the end. And if there was a point in what I learned from King, it was to move away from such a selfish, lonely existence.
Thank you, King. I'm starting to come around...
I'm sorry, my friend. You deserved to live so much longer. You were such a good, happy, and gentle dog and the perfect companion for me. I'll never be able to forgive myself for letting this happen to you. You deserved so much better. So many things I wish had went differently. I miss you more than you'll know. You're my god damn heart, King. You should be with me right now, enjoying all the tummy rubs you can take. That's all I had planned, all that was on my mind on my way home yesterday. I never got to say goodbye. I wish I could feel like you had some sort of peace. You were so young, happy, and healthy. I'm so sorry I let your smile slip away from us way too soon. I feel like there's a vice on my heart and I hope that you'll forgive me and still watch over me. I wish you were still here. You were perfect for me and made me so happy. You've become a big part of me and I'll never be able to thank you enough for that.
I remember your faces, your expressions, your sounds, your habits. I miss them. I miss them all so dearly. My future always had you in mind. We were supposed to grow old together. You were my partner in crime.
I got so used to you being so happy. Your smiling face and wagging tail always there to greet me, so excited when I would get home. Looking back, I could see your face even happier on the day I took you home:
You were so joyful. Please smile for me again someday. I love you, King. I'll always love you.
The little guy likes his little shelf den.
I guess he don't know how much weight is over his head. Ha.
King likes a little more luxury and a better view.
He just got done chatting online, if you can believe that.
I guess he don't know how much weight is over his head. Ha.
King likes a little more luxury and a better view.
He just got done chatting online, if you can believe that.
He just got back from the groomers and he's feelin good.
As promised (not really), here are some shots with King showing his face.
He looks a lot nicer in these, see?
King and Kabika looking at each other:
(they really are)
I couldn't get him to stay still for a picture, I think he's a bit camera shy, but King is a really great dog.
I adopted him from the shelter on Saturday and he's already become a part of the family. He's a 2yo chow chow that I adopted from the Baldwin Park shelter and he's truly a joy. He's so well-mannered and behaved. He's great on the leash and seems to be already house-trained. He's gentle and friendly without being too much of a pushover. He's so well behaved, in fact, that I had to pick him up and get him to sit and lay down on the bed that I bought him just so that he knew that it was okay to be on it, otherwise he would have kept on just circling it and laying next to it.
He made his family "debut" on Saturday for my cousin's birthday party. There were 5 dogs in total there, all mostly meeting for the first time, and they all got along (definitely a good thing). King got a lot of compliments on how behaved/nice he is, how big he is, and how nice his coat is. He's starting to shed right now which means a lot of combing/raking for me, but his fur is a nice red and is looking better the more i comb it out.
I'll try to get a better picture of his face soon. So far, he's only really barked twice, both times are when Kabika (the 5mo shih tzu seen in a previous post) seemed like he was trying to get a treat that I gave King. Other than that, they're becoming pals and play with each other in the back patio.
Overall, this adoption turned out better than I had hoped for and I couldn't be more satisfied with King.
I adopted him from the shelter on Saturday and he's already become a part of the family. He's a 2yo chow chow that I adopted from the Baldwin Park shelter and he's truly a joy. He's so well-mannered and behaved. He's great on the leash and seems to be already house-trained. He's gentle and friendly without being too much of a pushover. He's so well behaved, in fact, that I had to pick him up and get him to sit and lay down on the bed that I bought him just so that he knew that it was okay to be on it, otherwise he would have kept on just circling it and laying next to it.
He made his family "debut" on Saturday for my cousin's birthday party. There were 5 dogs in total there, all mostly meeting for the first time, and they all got along (definitely a good thing). King got a lot of compliments on how behaved/nice he is, how big he is, and how nice his coat is. He's starting to shed right now which means a lot of combing/raking for me, but his fur is a nice red and is looking better the more i comb it out.
I'll try to get a better picture of his face soon. So far, he's only really barked twice, both times are when Kabika (the 5mo shih tzu seen in a previous post) seemed like he was trying to get a treat that I gave King. Other than that, they're becoming pals and play with each other in the back patio.
Overall, this adoption turned out better than I had hoped for and I couldn't be more satisfied with King.
