@ iceddorkroast:
We had to let Henry go yesterday morning. I’m so sorry to tell everyone. I know many of you loved seeing him despite how camera shy he was. He was so similar to me. My shadow. Please bear with me while I clumsily try to honor him.
I have to tell you that Mark and Chica and I lay here a day later feeling like we sawed our own arm off. I’m sorry if we are a mess for a while.
It was a miracle he made it to the wedding, still his old self. I can’t believe we had that. Over a year of good days after a cancer diagnosis that we all thought was ready to take him out the day we discovered it.
Even yesterday morning, exhausted as he was - Henry jumped in and out of the car, head out the window and tugged towards his favorite trail at his favorite park. And then he came home and we helped him rest. He simply ran out of good days.
From the worst motion sickness I’ve ever seen to teaching himself to stick his head out the window. He’d meep and meep and meep. The perfect road trip partner. He got to see Thailand to LA, even the Atlantic. Snow and desert and beaches and forests and creeks. How many dogs could say the same?
I keep thinking back to all those film shoots in Austin, where he suddenly discovered how to run. And god it was the most shamelessly dorky run - the kind of enthusiasm reserved for passions discovered in the second chapter of life - lived as if you’re making up for lost time.
And most importantly of all, he was little brother to his big sister. They loved each other so much. Chica was the only dog Henry ever truly figured out how to play with. He eventually grew brave enough to wrestle in front of our friends. She taught him how to be a dog. He gave her purpose.
Last night Mark said he was plucked from the cosmos just for us. And he certainly was, but he had some human help along the way. Thank you to Tamara at @ thaistreetpaws_dogrescue for saving his life.
It was an honor to take him into our home, but it ultimately became his home more than any of ours. He was my Henry copilot, our watchful eyes, and he was perfect.
@ markiplier:
Yesterday, we said goodbye to our beautiful boy Henry. He was perfectly happy letting Chica take the spotlight (he hated cameras) but he was always there through every video and every moment. From Heist to Unus Annus to Space to Iron Lung and every game in between. Every borf in the background was him telling the world how happy he was and he made us so happy in return.
We got over a year of good days since his cancer diagnosis. He was so brave through the scary appointments and disgusting medicine because he knew we would take him on so many more fun adventures after. I know this will come as a surprise as I've never talked about his illness but just know that I happily prioritized him every moment I could.
Whenever it seemed like things were getting close we would take him on another adventure and he would prove to us again and again how much he loved his life.
But the good days eventually came to a close and we had to make the hardest decision we could ever make. He passed after a beautiful walk in his favorite park, tired but still so so happy. At home and at peace, only knowing how much we loved him all the way until the end.
I'm going to grieve with those who knew him over the next week but I hope to share so many amazing memories about Henry with you soon so you can know just how much love he had to give the world.
rest in peace, henry. you were loved across the world & will be loved through eternity ❤︎
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