Eulogy to our Fibi- one dog's life

Whether the spelling is this way or another Fibi didn't really care. She was with us from the end of 2000. Born and raised in Costa Rica she was fast and alert, brave and smart, an excellent jumper and as stubborn as a mule. When I first tried to put a leash on her to take her for a walk she glued her legs in the floor and refused to move. I spoke to her softly; I spoke with all my authority voice. I tried to bribe her with smelly salami…nothing. She just set there in the center of my bedroom and wouldn't move. I had to leave. I put the salami in front of her and left home for about four hours. When I came back I found her in the same position, the salami untouched. I gave up, took the leash off her and immediately the salami disappeared within her and she left the room waving her tail up victoriously and went to her business.

  We had to send her to school for 6 weeks to learn how to accept the leash and ever since she came back from school basically trained but still with her free, brave, loyal spirit,

we were together.

Now she is gone.

She took care of Bell our late old Coli dog and when Bell was gone Fibi was so depressed she didn't smile. Her tail went between her back legs, she hardly ate and…there came Lulu the next love of her life.

 When Rony left home to UBC, Fibi set in front of the gate every day at three pm waiting for the school bus. When no Rony came of the bus she howled a bit and came back home sad and depressed. It went on like this for three month.  Then Rony came home for vacation and somehow Fibi understood.

Now she is gone

While walking in the neighborhood with Maribel and lulu a vicious giant German shepherd charge in for an attack Fibi got tensed then Maribel unleashed her and in a counter attack she fought against twice her size dog and sent him away wailing with a torn ear. They were never attacked again.

 In 2008 we left Costa Rica with both Lulu and Fibi on the same flight and came to live in San Diego. By this time we already knew Fibi will take it hard since she was of those stable, changes hate persons. It took her some time but she adapted well to the totally different life in an ocean side- desert weather of San Diego area. She did it for us and for Lulu and she was happy. We were too. Fibi and Lulu made a home for us wherever we went.

And now both are gone… left… 

 I came home today walking from the car towards the back door looking to the garden gate expecting to see her standing there looking at me with blind eyes and still know me. It's been a long time now since she wiggled her tail with joy, not that she ever was a great wiggler, but she stopped completely after Lulu left, and of course she wasn't there. She will never again be there… I try hard to remove this kind of instinctive notions from my mind as soon as they are coming in.

Fibe, I was left behind with a nagging question was I right to make this decision of ending your life since it is an irreversible decision? You are silent as always…

We love you; we always have and forever will. It was a privilege to have you in our life it was joy and happiness and since I don't intend to have another dog to replace you, there will never be such unending unconditional love like yours to me.