Yesterday before the big winds came, Gus and Cleo enjoyed a day of fun at Canine Country Club. Gus was his usual crazy self, jumping and running around. Cleo was her usual sweet demure self, maybe a little quieter than normal and maybe a bit wistful. Several times during the day I would catch her sitting tall, looking out towards the mountains.
Cleo has been with me from the first day we opened the new facility. She is our longest daily guest. We love her dearly. Through the years we have taken many pictures of her, sometimes adding little thoughts that portray our human thoughts to her facial expressions.
Gus, who is two years younger is always at her side. They are inseparable. They are best friends.
Today, Gus and Cleo stayed home with their beloved Mark and as the winds picked up, turning from gusts and blasts of cold and bitter power to a hurricane force that toppled beautiful ageless trees, scattered roofs, overturned vehicles, downed fences, and in general destroyed much of our area.
And it was during this time of turmoil Miss Cleo left us and made her way to Rainbow Bridge.
With no warning, no illness, no pain, that we know of, her heart slowed and stopped. Her precious loving spirit fled her body and headed off to meet with Ceaser and her old friends who had gone on before her.
Dear Natalie, Mark and Gus...we are without words to ease your pain. We just want to thank you for letting us share her presence five days a week for the last 11 years.
If we had a single flower.
Vickie, Bert, Jamie and the Crew