Grieving the loss of our beloved Boomer
Boomer's last sleep
Boomer's last walk to the beach
Daily sunset walk
The manager of our kubo cabins
Daily photoshoot
Boomer loves water
Selfie with Boomer
Boomer's paws on my face
A pleasant morning to you all, amazing people and all the dog lovers out there.
It was just a week ago, I was so excited to introduce you all to our new family member, Boomer, our German Shepherd. I shared stories of his playful antics and how quickly he'd become a cherished part of our lives. Today, my heart is breaking as I share the devastating news that Boomer is gone. He passed away unexpectedly, and the grief is overwhelming. I've been crying for days, missing him terribly. This is incredibly difficult to write, but I wanted to share this heartbreaking update with all of you who welcomed Boomer into your hearts as well.
My heart aches as I write this. A few days ago, we said goodbye to our beloved Boomer, and the hole he’s left in our lives is immense. For those who don’t know, Boomer was our German Shepherd, a nine-year-old boy who came all the way from the US to the Philippines. He wasn’t just a pet; he was family. He was, and still is, irreplaceable. And the grief is still so raw. My husband surprised me with Boomer just late last year, a gift that cemented our bond in ways neither of us could have imagined. Boomer was the bridge that brought our happiness back. He gave us a shared responsibility, a common love that transcended the distance and the uncertainty.
Boomer was exceptionally well-behaved, a testament to his training and his gentle nature. He was a well-trained, happy dog, always eager to please and shower us with affection. His playful nature was balanced by an unwavering loyalty and protective instinct. He was a constant source of comfort. He was always up for an adventure—a trike ride to the market, a trip out of town, anything! Those trips are now filled with a heavy silence, a stark reminder of his absence. There was a time we had to leave him behind for a short trip, and the moment we returned, he was a whirlwind of happy barks, excited jumps, and maybe even a little bit of a "scolding"—a" flurry of excited whimpers and playful nips that clearly said, "Where were you? I missed you!" He'd wait patiently at the property line, his tail thumping a happy rhythm against the ground, until he saw us pull up. It was always the best welcome home.
He wasn't just a dog; he was a watchdog, a furry guardian of our home. He'd sit in the middle of our six kubos, surveying the property with an air of quiet authority (I mentioned in my previous blogs about us putting up a kubo cabin accomodation business). His bark was a warning to any unwelcome visitors, but also a happy greeting for those we knew. "Oh my God, a big dog!" the guests would exclaim, and I'd chuckle, "He just wants to say hi!" He had the most curious personality. He'd bark at the waves, as if challenging the ocean to a contest of sounds. He'd try to interfere with anyone showering, seemingly convinced that he deserved a share of the water. And if I asked, "Where's the cat?", he'd launch into a thorough perimeter check of the entire property, his nose to the ground, determined to find our feline friend. Even the simplest things—playing fetch, cuddling on the couch, sleeping with my daughter—brought us so much joy. Now, those simple moments feel impossible, leaving a gaping hole in our routines and our hearts.
The last few days have been incredibly difficult. Seeing him unwell, struggling to eat, broke our hearts. The vet did everything he could, giving him IV fluids and oxygen, fighting to keep him alive. But a few hours after I left the clinic, I received the devastating news. Boomer had passed away. The world felt like it turned upside down. I have been crying, finding strength and in the memories of our beloved dog. Everything feels so difficult now. The house feels empty, the beach walks feel lonely, and even the simplest tasks feel overwhelming.
My husband shared his grief in a post, and his words perfectly capture the depth of our loss. He talked about the joy Boomer brought and the irreplaceable place he held in our family. We both miss him terribly. I miss his presence, his watchful eyes, his playful nips, and his comforting cuddles. I miss the way he'd look at me questioningly when I coughed, then jump up to lick my face, offering his silent reassurance. I miss his temper tantrums when we left him behind, even though they were annoying. I miss the way he'd sit in the middle of the kubos, watching over our home. I miss hearing the neighboring dogs bark and expecting to see him at the door. I miss him.
Losing Boomer wasn't just losing a dog; it was losing a member of our family, a loyal companion, and a source of unconditional love. He enriched our lives in ways we never anticipated. His memory will forever be etched in our hearts. If you've ever had a bond as strong as ours with a pet, you know the indescribable pain of losing them. Cherish those moments, those connections, because they're truly irreplaceable. Boomer, we miss you more than words can say. Thank you for the joy, the love, and the memories. You’ll always be in our hearts.
Run free, Boomer! We love soooo much!
Published:
April 2, 2025 2:20 p.m. PST
In between the farm and the beach
Philippines
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