Obituary of Gigi Fly Morar
My baby girl Gigi Fly… I wanted and needed you for so long and didn’t even know it. I researched for months to make sure that I was as prepared as I could be. You were my first and only dog, so far, and I never knew how much I could ever love you. I now feel an emptiness in my soul and in my life which will never be replaced.
You taught me so much in the past 18 years, which I never expected. I truly believe God brought us together and I know that one day we will be together again. I have 18 years of laughs and memories because you were always my sidekick no matter where we moved or traveled to. You always adapted.
The times that you curled up to me when it was cold outside… The time you learned to potty in a litter box because momma was working long hours… The times you told off people and dogs of any size to try and keep them in line! Your love of food was tremendous and to this day I still don’t know where you always put it in the 8-and-a-half-pound body! The times that I would take you to “grandma and grandpa’s house” for random trips and holidays always gave you great happiness, especially when you would watch grandma cooking from your bed and “apartment” area she had special for you in the kitchen. Watching her for hours making food for you and us, hoping to sneak many bites (and you did)!
The phrases you learned to ask me what you wanted by me running through them with your bouncy response and special Blue’s Clues-bark will always stay with me. We communicated on a whole different level.
As you got older, you still had so many amazing attributes (even though you couldn’t climb stairs anymore at 16+ and “Fly around” like you used to). You continued to surprise us time and again. THE DOG THAT HAD 50 LIVES!!
I will never forget how extremely tenacious and feisty you had always been. This will always inspire me to do more, to stay strong, and to never give up! There were so many times that you defied all odds after not feeling well or getting sick and we made it through together with the love and support of grandma and your favorite vet Dr. Cafaro.
The 18th birthday party we had for you will go down in history, as our neighbors and friends would say, “one of the best parties they had ever been to, let alone a dog birthday party!” My favorite part of the party was you stealing half of my pizza while chewing it like a boss.
You were known as Queen Gigi towards the latter part of your life as you began to travel mostly in your doggie stroller with me for fresh air (even though you still on occasion would try and jump out)!
There are not enough words to thank you for being my baby girl for all these years. Fly-Fly, G-Fizzle, Pook-Pook, Gorgulha (grandma’s Portuguese nickname for you-cute little bug) Fi-Fi, Freaky-Deaky, Gigi di Pi-Pi (Pee Pee), Punkin’ and so many more nicknames my sweet baby. I will love you always and forever.
I know that you are back to your young and healthy self with no more pain from age, flying all around heaven waiting on the other side of the rainbow bridge for me when it is my time. I will live up to my promise to you during your final breaths to try and be the best human I can be on earth, so that God may grant me the privilege of seeing you once again. This is not goodbye but see you soon when it’s time, momma has your paw prints on her heart forever.
