Missing Li Li (Lee Lee)

 

This little guy would have been 16 years old today, if we wouldn’t have had to let him go last December 6^th. Li, or “Lee-Lee”, as I usually called him, was a good friend, part of our family, and a “good boy”. He spent his whole life with us, and we spent nearly nearly a quarter of our lives with him. From a fun, fluffy puppy, to sometimes a grumpy old man, Li was a good dog, friend, and companion. Like a lot of guys, he wanted to be close, but not too close. He always hung around us, slept in our bed, and followed us around the house, but wasn’t a big fan of close up loving.

His ashes now sit in the corner in a small wooden box along with a tuft of his hair, his collar, a paw print, and his little stuffed dog. He kept and played with that little stuffed dog his whole life. The stuffed dog was bigger than he was early on, but he quickly outgrew it, and even when he was old, he would still pick out that toy among all the others to play with. He was really in pretty good health up until the last week of his life, still trotting around outside with his show dog looking prance, playing with that toy even by himself, and keeping us entertained and loved. I should feel blessed we were able to spent that much time with out little man, but there hasn’t been enough time pass for that phase yet.

As I age out, it’s obvious that I appreciate the little things like our pets, more and more. The more you see the end of your time coming, the more you understand how fleeting life really is, the more you wonder if you appreciated the past like you should have, and the more you realize that all good things come to an end eventually. Time heals all, but we should never forget the joys we have everyday, from family, friends, and even our precious fur babies. Thanks for the memories Li!