Nashoba was a magnificent creature and we were the luckiest neighbors in that his “human - Tim” allowed him to visit us on many occasions. Somehow, ‘Shoba knew how to brush against the screen door in such a way that is sounded as though he was knocking. He would just suddenly show up and seek scratches and attention from first one of us then the other. If I was sitting on the ground working on something, Nashoba would come over and lick my neck and face until I turned my attention upon him and loved on him a bit. Being dignified, he would let me know when he had enough attention and he would continue his solitary exploration of our property. Tim, you did an amazing job training that beautiful wolf and he surely had a remarkable life with his beloved human. I saw first-hand how you modified both of your lives when you noticed Nashoba weakening.and you made him comfortable as long as you possibly could. When Nashoba showed up that last time, having made his way down such now difficult terrain, Steven suspected he had come for one final visit. He sat outside petting Nashoba and talking with him about his upcoming journey across the rainbow bridge. He said that he would really miss his human but that he was ready to see Wolfie and we asked that he please check on Eli, our little chihuahua, for us. Thank you for sharing your beautiful wolf/dog with us. Eli left a hole in our hearts, a missing space to pour love into and Nashoba helped alleviate that. We were blessed. You gave him the final profoundly selfless act of love…and I have no doubt that you still see him on his well traversed trails, hear his footsteps in the gentle breeze and feel his energy in and around you - forevermore.
There is always the “getting on with life” but you most definitely have a life and shared a beloved bond in this life with Nashoba.
Like, just get a fucking life you idiot.
I know a few woman how have lost their husbands.
And a sister who lost her son, for god's sake.
Nashoba was a magnificent creature and we were the luckiest neighbors in that his “human - Tim” allowed him to visit us on many occasions. Somehow, ‘Shoba knew how to brush against the screen door in such a way that is sounded as though he was knocking. He would just suddenly show up and seek scratches and attention from first one of us then the other. If I was sitting on the ground working on something, Nashoba would come over and lick my neck and face until I turned my attention upon him and loved on him a bit. Being dignified, he would let me know when he had enough attention and he would continue his solitary exploration of our property. Tim, you did an amazing job training that beautiful wolf and he surely had a remarkable life with his beloved human. I saw first-hand how you modified both of your lives when you noticed Nashoba weakening.and you made him comfortable as long as you possibly could. When Nashoba showed up that last time, having made his way down such now difficult terrain, Steven suspected he had come for one final visit. He sat outside petting Nashoba and talking with him about his upcoming journey across the rainbow bridge. He said that he would really miss his human but that he was ready to see Wolfie and we asked that he please check on Eli, our little chihuahua, for us. Thank you for sharing your beautiful wolf/dog with us. Eli left a hole in our hearts, a missing space to pour love into and Nashoba helped alleviate that. We were blessed. You gave him the final profoundly selfless act of love…and I have no doubt that you still see him on his well traversed trails, hear his footsteps in the gentle breeze and feel his energy in and around you - forevermore.
There is always the “getting on with life” but you most definitely have a life and shared a beloved bond in this life with Nashoba.