With Reckless Abandon
Over 15 years ago, this little bundle of Joy came into our lives. When we went to choose a puppy, he was the runt, but the one with the most personality. People told me that I should not have picked the runt, but my comment was “Oh, but you have not met him yet!” He proved all stereotypes wrong, from runt to little dog to poodle. We named him Lloyd, after Frank Lloyd Wright, my favorite Architect.
He loved life, the beach in Michigan being one of his favorite things.
Sometimes he loved to embrace his Frenchness
Other-times he held strong political views.
He loved my knitting also.
Last night we had to say goodbye, one of the most difficult decisions that I have made, but the right one. The past couple of years have been a slow decline; loosing his hearing first, then this spring the rest of his sight. I wanted to give him a good summer, and the chance to be with Ethan one more time when he came back from Japan.
When Lloyd was younger, I said to Dan one day that nobody had ever loved me like Lloyd does. His response was: “What, with reckless abandon?” I said “Yes! that’s it!!!”
Goodbye dear friend I will miss you so very much.