At best, a goodbye is not an easy thing. Saying goodbye to Dexter as he leaves today for Calgary, his new hometown, feels crushing. Dex has walked with with me from the beginning, each and every day, and spent approximately 1/3rd of the last year living with me as his mom honored an unintended great love with a man living in Calgary.
Dexter was with me through the loss of a family member and the birth of another. In true Dexter form, he ate an entire cheese plate at my Nephew’s briss - jumped up like a great white shark and “GWAP!” Given the time we have spent together, it goes without saying that I feel extremely close to Dexter. I love him.
Dexter is such a special dog. The shining example of his kindness was when I brought him to Phoebe’s puppy visits while transitioning her to dog walks. Phoebe felt it would be fun to jump on Dexter’s head … for a full half hour. He didn’t correct. He knew her age and, in this moment, he acted as father.
Dexter is not only kind, he is HILARIOUS. He chooses to sit on the car floor so that his head rests exactly where he can receive rubs while I drive. As this happens, he, without fail, smiles at me, knowing he got the best seat in the house and taking pride in his secret massage. He also pulled me across Christie St. for old pizza and across Bloor St. for an empty bag of wonder bread.
I could go on and on (and on) when it comes to Dexter and all of the reasons I love him and it wouldn’t do him justice. I’m truly just grateful I got to be his dog walker over the years.
D, D Man, Dex, Dexorcist .... I will take your mom up on her offer and I will see you in Calgary. I love you so much, big man!
To start the Dexter slideshow, please click on the first picture. More pictures headed to Instagram @k9katetoronto now.