17/12/2025
Many times, I’ve spoken about Wilber and the emotional support he’s been for me. In all honesty, he has been my safety blanket for 11 years and truly changed the course of my life.
Without him, I’d probably still be working in an office role, 9–5. I loved my puppy so much that I set up a doggy daycare just so I could spend all my time with him and along the way, I made some incredible friends.
In every bad moment, Wilber was there. Cool, calm, and collected. Grounding me in a way I had never known before. He was such a beautiful soul.
He was my counsellor, my snuggle buddy, my best friend, and my sidekick. Always dependable. Always predictable. Always unconditional.
That’s not to say he wasn’t also a little git at times, emptying bins and stealing any food in sight, but he was my little git.
I was so taken aback by how many messages I received after yesterday’s story, with people remembering his name simply from me talking about him over the years. That meant more than I can put into words.
I will forever be grateful to Wilber for holding me up throughout my losses, for sitting with me in my grief, and for being the kindest, most loyal soul I could have ever wished for.
Thank you, my beautiful boy. You carried me when I didn’t know how to stand on my own 🤍
