We lost an amazing dog this week.
Wookie was one of those dogs who carried a deep and wise soul. When he looked into your eyes, you felt he really understood you. He was handsome and brilliant, and Wookie loved his mama Jeree, one of my best friends in the whole world, with his entire being.
I considered Wookie part of our “extended herd” because he was Emmett’s very first friend. Jeree, who happens to be a phenomenal trainer, helped us through our adoption with Emmett and troubleshooted all of our questions (and there were LOTS in the early days). We’d walk Emmett and Wookie together in the park, and they got along perfectly.
When we adopted Lucas, we experienced his full-force leash aggression on a daily basis. We told Jeree we weren’t ready for him to meet Wookie, but – ever the trainer – she brought him over anyway to help us work with Lucas. Because of Wookie’s unwavering calm and his strong presence, Lucas didn’t even try any nonsense with him at all. If only all dogs were like Wookie, we thought, Lucas wouldn’t have any problems.
Wookie lived a long and happy life. He even became a big brother when Jeree adopted another pup, Kole.
He and Jeree were the best-matched pair you could ever imagine. They were woven together, and their partnership was what inspired me to be the best dog parent that I could be. Wookie was an incredible dog: loyal, sweet, smart, hard-working, and his mama’s best friend and protector.
He is going to be missed by many, many people – I miss him so much already – though I know his memory will live on in every single person who ever met him.
Would you be willing to share a few word of comfort, support, or prayer for Jeree in the comments? I’d like to share as many kind words with her in this terribly difficult time, if only to show she’s not alone.