Stella was a good girl. She was put to sleep today by my parents because she had cancer, they didn’t want to drag it out for too long because dogs tend to hide their pain very well and so we just don’t know when the time has come. Stella was eight and just loved being close to you, leaning on you or having your hand on her head was all she needed to be happy.
She also loved roast chicken, ice cream and chasing seagulls on the beach.
You know what they say – DOG is just GOD written backwards. Dogs are divine because they are exquisitely attuned to our moods, are forgiving of even the most ruthless people and will always love you, even if every human thinks you’re an asshole or if you find yourself without a friend, you will always have a dog as a friend, if you are privileged enough to know one.
As a constant traveller, I have never owned a dog, but I really hope to get one, one day. Stella was my parents dog, and my partner and I always felt like she was our dog too. She was an innocent, thoroughly beautiful ray of light in our lives showing us all what it means to be caring, kind, loving and non-judgmental being. I will miss you Stella and especially your sweet smelling soft hair behind your ears and your soft earthy smelling paws. You are a good girl and you are going to doggy heaven.