I had planned to release this video on this day for a while now, ever since i finally managed to salvage it from my broken phone. Today because this day was the day we lost him in 2021, after a long and happy life. He reached 15, nearly 16(his birthday is the same as mine, 15th of Februari). It was a good life, full of plunging in muddy pools, eating cheese, gnawing huge sticks: among his many names he carried Treefeller with pride. Oh how proud he was, his fluffy tail raised high like a King's banner. He was gentle to children, cats and other dogs, but fierce against those with bad intentions. Strong he was, when he was younger i wondered many times who was walking who. But as the time passed and a bond was formed he would go with me as much as possible, doing his own thing: sniffing a blade of grass for ages, chasing pheasants, digging mighty pits and bringing sticks so big sometimes his hind legs would go up in the air! Doing his own thing but always within earshot, always ready for adventure or calamity. It was like there was an invisible circle around me, a wall, protection and companionship. He was always there for us, me and my younger brother. And we where there for him, also in his last days. He went peacefully and at ease, held in our arms.
When i first planned to upload this video on the 29th of december i was counting on maybe 20, 50 people watching this, most of them friends and family. But things have changed a bit, and i've hesitated to share this video. I didn't want this to be a sad _in memoriam_ video, black and white filter and Adagio for Strings by Samuel Barber playing in the background.
After days of thinking and talking with loved and trusted people i decided to go ahead with it anyway.
Yuri was a big part of my life, especially in the years that count the most in what makes a human. He is missed, oh so dearly. But i take solace in him living on in memory, good stories around a campfire, he's still with us. When i close my eyes i still hear his paws on the floor, i still see his ears perking up when he heard something that rhymed with things that he liked. I still see the breeze going through his fur. I still smell his stinky breath when he munched something of the street that he shouldn't! Me and Marleen still have tears in our eyes of laughter when he stole my lunch while i was taking a dump. They are never really gone, not pets nor humans. As long as someone remmembers their name they exist. As long as we keep telling the stories that where their proof of existence. A tear and a smile. Thank you Yuri for having existed. It was great knowing you. Much love from us all.
filmed on an unknown date,
the date has been lost in transfer after transfer.
By Rubenski! and Yuri, the Goodest Boy.
Schmiegel!
