cosette.
thanks for all of your sweet sentiments on the last entry!
it’s crazy that a 14-lb furball could come into my life and have such a profound effect on every aspect of it. i knew that my love and instinctual protection of my sweet little cosette were so profound and so strong that the day i would have to say goodbye to her would be one of the worst of my entire life.
i don’t regret letting her spirit and presence take up so much space in my heart, but i just wish there was a way that i could have protected myself somehow from feeling so much sadness and emptiness with her physical body no longer present.
aaron and his brother surprised me with the gift of cosette on my birthday in 2001. she was the most expensive, most wonderful gift ever. she was always a little rascal, but was always so giving and so generous with her love. at times i selfishly wanted her to love me the best, but over time i realized that her unique gift was to make anyone she came into contact with feel like they were the only person in the room. she was a loveslut, yes. but now, as we hear memories and thoughts from people that knew her over the years, i realize that her passing has had an effect on people i never would have imagined.
and i’m grateful that so many people were able to know how special she was.
her presence on the earth taught me so much, and i know it sounds so ridiculous, but she really made me a better person. Less selfish, more motherly — everything she taught me will now translate into the foundations of skills that i will use to be a mother to a human child. i’ve never felt more protective or more responsible for anything, ever. and soon I will know what that feels like on such a different level. but i have her to thank for showing me that the heart knows no bounds when it comes to loving something or someone.
sweet, sweet cosette.
a true gem, an angel, and a stubborn little princess.
she gave love and was loved in return.
rest in peace, little lady.
cosette
november 24, 2000 – august 1, 2012
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This breaks my heart into a million pieces. I’m so sorry for your big, giant loss.
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I’m positive that my Puppy and Rover were right there at the gate to welcome your Cosette into the Big Fun Dog Park In The Sky. 🙂 She’s got two new best friends already. Thinking of you. ***HUG***
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Oh Cosette, farewell sweet pup….big hugs to you, you lost a sweet girl here.
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Tears, tears, tears. Sitting here in my office reading this and trying to hold it together. : ( I could write these exact same things about Coco. Having a dog makes you realize something amazing in yourself, in that you can be responsible for something LIVING, THRIVING even, and it opens up sides of yourself that you didn’t know were there. This is why people sometimes scoff at how much Ilove and spoil my bunny, but truly, she has changed my life and made it so much better in so many ways. I remember before I even got Coco, I used to squee and die over your pics of Cosette and it solidfied my desire that the Frenchie was the dog for me. And even though I only got to meet her for a few brief hours, I’m so glad I did, because she truly WAS a special little queen. I’m so sorry for your loss my friend, big huge huge love to you and the rest of your crew. (P.S. How is Camus handling it? It’s so great that you have his little piglet self to mop up your tears.)
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I’m so sorry for your loss. *HUGS*
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Such great photos. My condolences
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RIP, cosette.
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oh that sweet dog. heartbreaking. i’m sorry.
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I happened upon your entry on Random. I’m sorry for the loss of your pup. Having just become a puppy’s “person” I can’t imagine the feelings you must be experiencing. Warm thoughts and blessings that your grief will be short but still serve it’s purpose.
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I think I’m even going to miss her. 🙁
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awwwww I’m pretty sure I remember when you got her…. Beautiful entry.. so sad for you.. xox so so sorry
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It’s taken me a million years to note on this, because every time I come back to it, I start crying. I have to imagine you do the same. I can’t imagine Arch dying, even though I know it’s inevitable. Thinking about you and your frogger-dogger.
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