Cas

I’d just spent the last five years of my life fighting through cancer that had left me paraplegic in a
wheelchair and the long recovery process of relearning who and what I was. I was far from my family and struggling to live on my own in a big city and honestly I wasn’t doing well. When I got Cas life became easier as things that I couldn’t reach before were deposited in my lap with a little bit of dog slobber and a lot of love. It was like something that I’d lost while I was sick had been returned to me in a furry black body and pair of eyebrows. He pushed me to be brave, to tackle things I would never attempt on my own, he kept a spare supply of courage in his fur for me to borrow when I needed it. Cas would give me that look that said “Earn my trust. Earn my love, Earn my respect!”. It was hard, but in a way that fed my soul. He became a piece of me, in perfect step, opening doors and pulling me forward both literally and figuratively. The glitter in his eye and the excited way he moves when he hands me the wrong thing on purpose, abundantly
aware its the wrong thing, is our own little inside joke when I’m down, and it never fails to brighten my day. And when things get serious he never misses a beat. Rock solid and dependable as the rising sun. He may have started out as a little dog on the street, but he was meant for great things.
I love you Cas!