Rest In Peace Frank

Frank’s famous Paris Hilton tilt 2005-ish

Those of you who know me IRL, or are friends with me on the twitters, you have heard. Last month, actually February 2, we had to end Frank’s suffering and make the heart wrenching decision to release him to spirit. It was a beautiful sunny crisp day. He was in a good mood, but steroids do that. The cancer had completely surrounded his 11th rib, and was working toward the spine and the front of his torso. Spinal fracture was a constant risk. He was on 3-4 pain meds every 3 hours along with the steroids and eventually valium.  He was such a brave spirit. He wanted to be strong, and hunted cats until the end.

Everyone loved Frank, he was a friendly smart dog. He liked everyone if you had business with us, but if you didn’t, or were delivering anything, he preferred you just move along. He did yoga on command, would shake your hand and truly loved people.  He loved me the most though. I was lucky.

He had the most amazing coat. Later in life he wore a beard.

He loved flowers, birds and chasing varmints. He inspired many yogis, he was raised in the yoga studio befriending all the seekers. He was said to be “the best part of yoga at Darla’s.”
Friends, I am okay with that. I miss him. He WAS the best part of me. He inspired me, brought me peace and protected me fiercely.  There will never be another like him, I pray to meet his spirit again. I know I will.

a moment of sweetness

Matching hair!

one of our last walks, having some fun.

Welcoming the next generation, he always loved every dog we brought home.

Rest in Peace my dear friend. Thank you for letting me be part of your life again.