This maybe the last thing you would expect from a personal development blog but it’s something I just feel like I need to share.
In 2003, I had moved from my hometown of Toronto, Ontario to the bustling metropolis of Saskatoon, Saskatchewan (There is humor in that statement, trust me). My child’s mother Kym, was from that part of Canada and after we broke up, she informed me that she would be moving back to her hometown.
I made the decision, literally in a minute, to leave everything I knew in Toronto and be around my son as he grew up. Even if his mom and me never worked out, I wouldn’t become ‘one of those Dad’s’.
The first few months there were rough. I didn’t know anyone. I tried to find friends and eventually did start developing good relationships with some of the people I met but I kinda decided…I needed a real companion.
In September of 2003, Dakota was born and in October, she would come home and become my new best friend.
I actually was trying to get a ‘chocolate Labrador’ but Kym recommended that I consider a Rottweiler. She had grew up with them and said they were the best dogs to own.
To grow up around my son? Aren’t these the dogs that have killed more human beings than any other dog breed? Aren’t they dangerous?
I was pretty ignorant but I started to do my homework and found a local breeder in Saskatoon and decided to take the plunge. What an adventure it’s been!
Over the next decade plus, Dakota and I were inseparable. She saw my pain, she saw my struggles and she also experienced my wins. She was at my side on the long road trips to and from Edmonton, Toronto and Saskatoon, she was beside me every single day…When I say, she saw it all…This insane journey from where I was to where I am today, she saw it ALL lol!
This truly was my best friend. And unless you have owned a dog, you can never really understand the bond one has with them. You just can’t describe it.
Over the past few months, I could see her slowing down though. Heck she was 13 going on 14 years old and Rottweilers aren’t supposed to make it past 10 or 11. She was on borrowed time but I was so blessed for all the friendship she gave me over the years.
Yesterday (March 12th) my wife and I decided it was time to let her rest. She was having so many health problems and I could see it in her eyes, it was time.
Today at 3:14 pm ironically on the 14th day of the 3rd month of the year, I put my best friend to rest.
Again, this may be the last thing you would expect from this blog, but it’s part of my journey and I wouldn’t have done it any other way.
Dakota, you will be sorely missed and I cannot thank you enough for being such a huge part of my life over these years.
Rest in peace my friend!