Sal
To my son, my shadow, my Sal, thank you for the best nine years together, I am so grateful you were my forever old man baby. Living without you is the hardest thing I have ever had to do, I feel some peace knowing that your ghostly, adorable, weenie spirit is probably still following me around and laying beside me. Thank you for the best memories, the Doxapalooza races, the pet costume contests, staying in your stroller, traveling everywhere together, all the pictures, the nicknames, church events, you being mischievous yet quiet, Pride events, trying to escape daycare, eating the turkey cutlets off of the table, bringing so much joy in everyone’s lives that knew you. I tell people I birthed you, now I tell them I had to bury you. I never knew a love like this and I don’t think I ever will again. No more medicine, no more vet visits, no more bad days, just your beloved memories living on through others. I love you Sal. I cannot wait to hold you again.
In Memory of Solovino West Robinson
October 7, 2007-October 13, 2023
My Son, My Shadow, Sal
