“Goodbye, My Big Guy – In Loving Memory of Kodie” Passed Away: Morning of July 16 | Age: Almost 14 Years Old Location: Hoof Hearted Family Acres
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This morning was different.
The sun rose like it always does over Hoof Hearted Family Acres, brushing golden light across the trees and gently waking the world. But today, the light felt dimmer. The wind didn’t dance the same way through the leaves. The usual sounds of morning—the rustle of hooves, the low murmur of animals stirring—felt quieter, more distant. Because this morning, we woke up without you, Kodie.
And nothing felt the same.
You’ve been with us nearly 14 years. That’s not just a number. That’s a lifetime of love, loyalty, and unforgettable memories. From the moment you came home, you weren’t just “a dog.” You were part of the foundation of this family. You were a protector, a guardian, a gentle giant with a big heart and even bigger paws. You carried yourself with quiet strength, full of patience, devotion, and unshakable presence.
You were the heartbeat of the farm. Whether you were trotting beside us on early morning rounds, lying in the grass beneath the oak tree with one ear perked, or just watching the world go by from your favorite porch spot—you were always there. Reliable. Calm. Steady. And always, always ours.
You knew this land. You knew its rhythms and moods better than most people ever could. You herded not just animals, but people—nudging them gently in the right direction with your watchful eyes and subtle tail wags. You understood when someone was having a bad day. You'd press your head into their side, offering silent comfort the way only you could. You gave us so much, without ever asking for anything in return but love, food, and a soft place to rest.
And oh, how you were loved.
Over the years, your muzzle slowly turned gray. Your once-boundless energy became slower steps. But the light in your eyes never faded. Even in your final days, you still watched over us, still tried to follow the routine, even when your body couldn’t keep up. That’s who you were—our big guy, always giving, even when it hurt.
On the morning of July 16th, you slipped away.
It happened quietly, the way you lived. No loud cries. No drama. Just a deep breath… and then stillness. We like to believe you waited until the farm was quiet, until the sky began to open with the first blush of dawn, before you let go. You always did have a way of choosing the right moment.
When we walked outside and didn’t see you in your usual spot, the silence screamed. The yard felt too open. The barn too hollow. And the house—though full of life—felt unbearably empty.
Hoof Hearted Family Acres isn’t the same without you, Kodie.
We miss the sound of your heavy paws across the deck. We miss your gentle bark that kept coyotes in their place. We miss your warmth beside us during cold evenings, the way you'd lean your full weight into us as if saying, “I’m here. You’re safe.”
It hurts. God, it hurts. And yet, in the midst of this grief, there is gratitude.
We are so thankful for every moment we had with you. You were there through seasons of joy and seasons of pain. You witnessed births, storms, family celebrations, heartbreak, and healing. You were a silent witness to so much, a living memory woven into every corner of this place.
We see you in every shadow that dances near the barn. We feel you in the wind that rolls through the pasture. We hear you in the stillness between heartbeats.
And we will remember you always.
We’ll remember how you used to tilt your head when we asked if you wanted to go for a ride. How you’d thump your tail three times before getting up, as if calculating whether it was worth the energy. How you’d curl your massive body into an impossibly small space just to be close. How, despite your size, you were endlessly gentle with children, baby goats, and the tiniest chicks.
Kodie, you were not “just a dog.” You were family. You were love. You were the very soul of this farm.
Today, and every day forward, we carry a piece of you with us. In muddy boots, in cracked hands, in hay-scented mornings and star-filled nights—we carry you. We will walk your paths, tend to your land, and remember your quiet strength.
We hope you're somewhere with wide fields and soft grass. With the breeze on your face and no pain in your joints. We hope you’re running again, ears flopping, tongue lolling out, with the joy you gave us every day.
Rest well, sweet boy.
You were such a good dog.
We’ll love you forever.
And we’ll miss you, always.
Rest in Peace, Kodie
ππΎ Almost 14 Years of Unconditional Love πΎπ
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