When people ask me what happened in the now deserted house in Colorado, I simply reply by saying, "we lost everything... Everything". Which, in truth, we did. Because when I think of what me and my family lost, I don't only think of the toys, the movies, the beds, the rooms, the 5 levels, the stairs... But Pippen. If you are not informed on who Pippen is, then let me tell you that he was one of my very best friends. He shared something with me that not many other people I knew shared. Diabetes. He was a dog, yes. And although some people argue that dogs don't have any other feeling for you than blind stupidity, I know, when I think of Pippin, that it's not true. Because although he was a blind, fumbling, bumbling dog, I know that he saw better than any dog could. He saw with his heart. Because I know that he knew, that I loved him.
I miss Pippen, sometimes it feels that I can't go on without him. Which, in part, is true. Because there's still apart of me that is living in Colorado, waiting, wishing that my body could come back and see my friends, see Frodo (our other dog that died), and see Pippen, alive and well. But, deep down, I know that he's still here, watching me, and nuzzling me like he used to do, encouraging me to go on.
So when December 20th, 2011 came,-4 years after we lost everything- I remember thinking that everything was won back. December 20th was the day that Tebow Baggins Fabry entered the family. A puppy, still new to the world that awaited him, still new to us. We decided upon the name because of, well, of course, Tim Tebow. But my mother, wanted to make him a hobbit. So, we decided that we would make him a hobbit with his middle name. Baggins. And so the oily black, pallid white, gray headed morkie (a multise yorkee mix) was born.
And although Tebow has allowed me to not grieve as much over Pippen, I will never, ever forget him. Because without Pippen, there would be no Tebow, I'll miss Pippen, but I'm happy he's still here, living inside my heart.
Tebow:
Pippen:
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