Today I lost my best (fuzzy) friend and longtime companion. Jester was with me for 10 years – Through the frustrating, confusing, difficult yet triumphant process of coming out (to myself and others). And through each of my painful, heartbreaking break-ups – she's always been the one constant, unconditional love in my turbulent life. Through sickness and health (her's and my own). I rescued her when she was nine months old, and by the time she was one, she'd developed juvenile canine cateracts and eventually just about every other health problem a cocker can have. And while I was going through months upon months of tests (and worry), she would lay quietly at my feet and somehow seemed to know that I just wasn't myself.
But, we always took care of each other... all the way to the end.
Back when we were both young pups, she loved chasing birds and holding pine cones in her mouth when we went on walks. She woke me early and jumped on the bed, always excited to start the day. Her happiness was contagious, and she had the biggest heart of any dog I've ever known. Always gentle and patient – to a fault.
There will never be another like her. It hurt like hell to say goodbye...
