Walking through the front door after a long period of time being away - whether it was coming home from college or a long vacation - was an event. I would concoct a plan to hide from my dog, Bow Jingles, and pop out when he appeared at the doorstep. The feeling of aggressively petting Bow as he licked my face was unlike no other - dog owners can definitely relate. So when I wrapped up my semester and headed home, walking through the door was depressingly boring.
We lost Bow early this February - he lived until age sixteen and passed away peacefully and painlessly. We still talk about him everyday, reminiscing about the times he made us laugh until we cried. We scroll through our camera roll and share endless amounts of pictures in our family group chat - he was definitely the most photographed member in our family.
Bow jumped out of a cleanly wrapped box on Christmas morning in 2003. I was only three years old when he entered my life - he is included in my earliest memories. Losing Bow was difficult because it felt like losing a sibling. Our entire family dynamic was centered around him. Months have gone by, and after recollecting my thoughts and memories of Bow, I've concluded that he was the most unique, loyal, and dedicated pooch out there.
Bow Jingles as a puppy. Kathryn Kaloroumakis
My dog most likely traveled more miles in a car than you have. As a family that traveled from New York to California often, we could not leave our little pooch behind. Bow traveled eleven round trips across the country, riding over 66,000 miles. Not to mention that even a ride to the supermarket made his day. Bow never once grew impatient from traveling for so long - he slept like a baby most of the way and enjoyed being so close to us.
Bow Jingles in all his glory. Kathryn Kaloroumakis
Bow Jingles had separation anxiety when he was apart from us, even for a few minutes. It is a common trait in his breed, the cockapoo, and it is the quality that brought him closer to us. Bow truly appreciated our presence. Whenever all family members were together, Bow was in all his glory. He lived to be around us, which brought him complete tranquility.
When he was left alone, he would not settle down until we were there again. He kept his eyes on the door all day until we got home from school, work, and other activities. He was so dedicated to being in our presence, even up until the day he died.
I look back at my relationship with Bow, and I am filled with such happiness and appreciation. It is hard losing not only a pet, but a best friend. However, death is a natural part of life. Therefore, I will hold on to the amazing memories my fluffy best friend brought me and I will live vicariously through Bow's dedicated and loving spirit.
Bow Jingles enjoying his time in the car. Kathryn Kaloroumakis
Rest In Peace, Mr. Bow Jingles
October 21, 2002 - February 4, 2019
