Gossamer

It’s taken me six months to be able to post the memorial for our beloved Saint Bernard, Gossamer. Our 200 lb baby who was more afraid of anything or anyone he ever barked his enormous bark at. He lit up our lives from the moment we brought him home at 7 weeks and our home is still painfully quiet without his giant, loud presence. He had a comment about everything, “talked” constantly, could pout like no other, and drank more water (loudly) than a horse. He lived for his walks around the neighborhood to greet all his fans and play with the children. The two biggest parties we’ve ever thrown were to celebrate Gossamer’s 1^st and 5^th birthdays – which should tell  you a lot about him!  Larger than life with a personality to match, he truly was the mascot of our development. Goss loved to run around our pool table and be chased, always was up for playing tug,  and actually fell into a window well once chasing after a ball as a 100 lb puppy. Happiest in the snow, we would be the only crazy people walking our giant polar bear through blizzards and negative temperatures in full ski gear. Snow days were affectionately coined “Gossamer weather” by neighbors. Getting cancer so young at 4 was a devastating tragedy to our family and he was a trooper through amputation and chemotherapy which blessed us with another year together. The day Home to Heaven came to the house, two bald eagles flew above the back yard and a train passed the house as he crossed over to Rainbow Bridge in a truly poetic and fitting end to his special, far too short life. We watched in amazement as an entire block of families kissed him and mourned him the day he left us. Gossamer had a heart as big as his body and there isn’t a day that will ever go by that we don’t all miss him.