18/07/2025
Today, my fur baby Castro, turns 14.
Fourteen years of love, chaos, loyalty, and unforgettable moments.
We’ve lived a lot of life together. He’s been by my side through everything—the heartbreaks, the milestones, the mess, the growth. Always there. His love is loud, his bark even louder (you’ll hear him before you see him), and his presence... irreplaceable.
These days, he’s living with dementia. Some moments are confusing for him, and yet somehow he still finds joy in the simple things—a patch of sun, a familiar face, the routines. And I try, every single day, to meet him in the present. To love him without fear of what's coming.
He’s still living la vita bella—the good life. He’s mastered il dolce far niente, ruling this town like he owns it (and frankly, he kind of does). He’s not just my dog; he’s the town mascot, the stubborn prince of the piazza, a four-legged reminder to slow down and love harder.
Happy 14th Birthday, my darling Castro.
You are my joy, my soul companion, my little miracle.
Thank you for every moment—we’re still making memories, one precious day at a time. 💛