RIP Hollis
Published by Dad October 2nd, 2007 in Realities, familyToday, we put our dog Hollis to sleep.
Hollis was my first dog ever, and while Sarah had innumerable animals in her home growing up, Hollis was my first. We had him for 12 years, and I feel like we gave him good life. We rescued him from the streets of Queens and whisked him away to the luxury of TriBeCa, Chelsea and eventually the Upper West Side. He got to roam in Connecticut where he enjoyed nothing more than sneaking off into the woods to find dead things to roll around in. We took him to Maine, Washington D.C. and pretty much everywhere else we went for the past 12 years.
He was a world class snuggler, and even when he drove me apeshit I still loved him.
He was my dog. My first dog, and I’m crying as I type this because I can’t believe he’s gone.
I’m so sorry. I know how hard it is to lose an animal friend. If dogs have souls, I hope that Hollis is in peace now.
The pictures are wonderful. I love the one in the grass - so much joy!
He had a good run — and some awesome humans who loved him very much.
May Hollis rest in peace, with a great big pig’s ear to keep him satisfied.
I am crying too. Hollis was as close to a person as I can imagine a dog to be, and I loved his enthusiastic tail wagging. This goodbye says much about time passing which is part of life’s journey. Heartfelt condolences to Hollis’ family, and may your fond memories of him bring you some comfort.
You must be heartbroken. I am so sorry; there is just nothing like the love and joy of a dog.
My fondest Hollis Cornwallis memories: meeting him for the first time all small, sleepy, and snuggled in a pile of laundry on the floor at Bleecker; endless tugs-of-war with George, which Hollis always won; letting us bury him under an enormous pile of sand in Maine; sharing a double bed with Hollis, Michael, and George and being amazed that the smallest of the bunch could take up the most room and be the hardest to relocate; kisses that often went too far up my nose; his happy prance; his deliciously soft ears; forcing him to wear dog booties and being forgiven; how he could snuggle into the space behind your knees or into seemingly precarious and tiny spaces and produce an such an excessive amount of snuggly heat; watching him “hide” and “bury” bones in totally obvious spaces; and running full speed with ears flapping and front legs barely keeping up with back ones. I miss you, Hollis. I always had the biggest crush on you.
Hey Arch, my heart goes out to you. Hollis was a good pup. Lots of love and I hope your heart doesn’t stay sore too long. Joel
Hi Archie and Sarah,
So sorry to hear about Hoilis. I had many a good time with him and around him and he never once judged me. He was a great dog and we were lucky to know him.
So sorry to hear about Hollis. I know how you all feel. It takes me back to my kids dogs and cat.
On a brighter note: It’s good to learn that my greatgrandson is talking. A regular little Einstein.
GGP Abe
So sad. He was a great pup. Love and hugs to you guys.
Hollis helped me through many, many a difficult time. Those soft ears, the kisses and hugs, were such a comfort on many different occasions. As we al know, he could speak. I will always love him.
Hang in there.
V
You gave him a dog’s life, Arch. He appreciated and reciprocated it in his doggy way…count yourself lucky.
As to Master Jack…well isn’t he something!
Oh, Hollis. I’m so sorry to hear about his passing. He was good wee dog. I loved the bling collar you put on him for your wedding. I remember the attmepts to get him to “swim” in Maine and how his little feet began to paddle out of the water well before they even touched the surface.
You guys were lucky to have such a good dog.
Good boy, Hollis. Rest in peace.
Sarah, Archie & Jack -
I am very sorry to hear of Hollis’ passing. He was one righteous dog.
I am late with my condolences since I have been very tardy in my blog checking and posting.
Rest in peace, Hollis.