Today, heaven gained another angel — my sweet, handsome Kota Boy. My heart is shattered, and my soul feels hollow. How do you say goodbye to someone who was more than just a pet? Someone who stood by you with quiet love, who was family, who gave you comfort in silence and joy in presence?

I chose a photo of him at our ranch — his happy place. That’s how I want to remember him: strong, joyful, free. Not the Kota weighed down by illness, not the one fading away. I want to hold on to the version of him that ran through the fields, ears in the wind, eyes bright with life. That’s who he was — and always will be in my heart.

Kota wasn’t just a dog. He was my companion, my quiet listener, my warm hug during the hardest nights. He was the light that entered the room with just a wag of his tail. Some love needs no words — Kota’s love was exactly that kind.

Though I now face a life without him by my side, I know he’s somewhere up there, running through heavenly fields, no longer in pain, no longer tired — just free.

Thank you, Kota, for choosing me. For loving me in a way no one else ever could. Goodbye for now, my boy… until we meet again at the rainbow bridge, where you’ll come running to me once more, just like you used to. 🐾💔