Octavia

Octavia was my beautiful girl, and I had the privilege of bottle-raising her from the time she was less than 20 hours old. She was the only girl in a litter of four. Her baby brother passed away their first night inside, but she and her two other brothers were raised together. We kept her and her brother, Sylas, who were inseparable despite their daily play fights. But with me, she was attached at the hip. I never once had to question whether she loved me back. She made sure I felt it. Whenever life got hard and I cried, she would be right there in my lap, ready to comfort me. When she wanted love, she demanded it. Saying no wasn’t really an option; she simply wouldn’t allow it. The same went for her “treaties,” which she expected daily. Truthfully, she just loved eating. She was so full of love and light, and it will always break my heart that her life was cut short. There was so much more time I wanted with her.

Octavia passed away just one day after her sixth birthday, following complications from a dental procedure she had on October 2, 2026. She suffered a tear in her trachea, and we rushed her to an emergency vet. Despite our efforts and theirs to save her, her heart stopped, and my beautiful baby crossed the rainbow bridge.
I can only hope she was greeted by her littlest brother and my loved ones who knew just how much she meant to me. I hope every day for her now is filled with a peace beyond anything I can imagine. And I hold on to the hope that, someday, we’ll find each other again.

If you light a candle for her, or simply take the time to read this, please know how much it means to me. I wish you all the love and kindness she brought into my life.

Thank you for taking a moment to celebrate and remember my beautiful girl with me. 🤍