Dear Lemmy, Ten Years Later

Dear Lemmy, today marks the tenth anniversary since you crossed Rainbow Bridge. Yet you’ll always continue to be a big presence in our daily lives. I think I’ve done a good job fulfilling my promise to make sure Asa knows you. In fact, I did such a good job that friends around the world know your stories too.

Mom and Dad still talk about you a lot. Funny thing is though, as each year passes, the better you become in those stories. No need to thank me for reminding them just how quirky you really were. I mean seriously, whoever heard of a Golden Retriever who would go on hunger strikes for days waiting for Dad to return from trips? You certainly found a dramatic way to get your point across when you were upset. You wouldn’t have to skip any meals now though. Dad stopped traveling for work shortly after you left us. We’re together as a pack all day, every day, just how you wanted. Thanks for everything you taught Mom and Dad. Oh don’t get me wrong. They are still a work in progress! But Mom and Dad were listening when you taught them that family is most important, and needed to be put first. Asa and I really enjoy having them working from home now.

Speaking of home, not much has changed since you left. This includes the drool mark you left on the windowsill in the living room. Mom refuses to wash it away, and we still refer to it as “Lemmy’s window.” Your favorite dog bed is still in the living room too. It’s now my favorite bed. Alright, I apologize for stealing your spot on it when you were sick. I was a puppy, and didn’t know better. You were so patient with me back then, even when you didn’t feel your best and just wanted peace to sleep. Your bed is lumpier now. Oh and Mom moved it! I know you don’t like change, but this is a change you’d approve. It is now directly in front of the couch, instead of by the toy box, so we can be closer. Wish you were closer.

Your best friend, Mr. Octopus, continues to be close though. He has a place of honor by Mom’s desk, the desk you hid under when I joined the family! Was I really that annoying? Wait, don’t answer that! Anyways, Mr. Octopus likes to look out the window at the neighborhood, that you may have trouble recognizing now. Your cow friends, that you would take Dad on walks to visit, have moved away. There is a house in their field now, and even more houses where there were once woods for you to hike. Remember that time you found a moose skeleton in those woods? I’m still envious of that find! Do moose hangout in the same area as you over Rainbow Bridge, or do they prefer their privacy there too? Speaking of sightings, any chance you’ve seen Bigfoot where you are now? I continue to maintain the UFO bunker you built, but have made some improvements over the years. Thanks Lemmy for introducing me to my passion for ufology. I admit I didn’t believe you when you told me about your UFO abduction at the veterinarian’s office. But after experiencing myself that missing period of time at the same animal hospital and waking to find a medical procedure was done on me too, I’m totally a believer!

Oh look at me, rambling on like this. It’s just that after being apart from you for 10 years there is so much I want to tell you. But then again, I know in my heart that you already know all of our “news.” We’ve seen those signs that you sent us, letting us know you’re always nearby. Love you, Lemmy! Thanks for being the best big brother. Take good care of Grandpa for us! And I’m sure Aunty Danielle is spoiling you. See you at the end of the trail, my brother….

Love Always, Chuck Billy & Asa

A reminder to Mom and Dad that you weren’t always so “perfect” as they remember. Oh did you love the taste of paper! Would you believe they still cover the waste baskets here? Asa and I don’t even like tissues, but it is a reminder of how you’d sneak tissues and paper towels as snacks.
Lemmy, thanks for teaching me everything I know about squirrel guard duty. The nose art on the window may be gone, but your drool mark remains.
Asa would like to thank you for taking care of his stuffed animal friends who are no longer with us. We promise to continue to take great care of your buddy, Mr. Octopus.
You sure were a conundrum. Afraid of the plastic pink flamingos in our yard, but yet you looked forward to your visits with the cows.
Despite stealing your bed, I hope in some small way I brought you comfort.
Thanks Lemmy for being the best big brother! Mom and Dad weren’t the only ones paying attention to your life lessons. I was listening too. Love you.

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Chuck Billy is a Golden Retriever, living in Southern Maine, who likes to share his unique observations on life with his little brother Asa. When not writing his blog, he spends his days being awesome.

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