15/01/2024
Hello to everyone who got to meet Pablo. Pablo recently passed away at fifteen years young. He was never a senior dog, rather he was still rocking it like Mike Jagger at his age. He crossed to the Sky World. at home in Italy, painless and in a peaceful setting. The Sky World is filled with love, big juicy steaks, and many four-legged ladies, so Pablo should feel right at home there. Please kindly, give a heartfelt goodbye to Pablo. I'm sure he'll hear you and sn**ch the sandwich off of your table as he did many times before at the Bourgeois Pig.
ABOUT PABLO
To put it plainly, Pablo was more himself than any person could ever be; he loved and was loved. He fell in love with you before you did. Despite my advice to never talk to strangers, drunk people, and Trump he had a great deal of faith in other people. Unfortunately, he had a stroke last year that left him paralyzed, so it wasn't the best year of his life, but he miraculously somehow recovered from the death. Being stubborn might sometimes help you get by in life. Pablo was a stubborn dog that always claimed his way of life. And since I constantly reminded him that he is a free spirit with the freedom to do as he pleases, I allowed him to do that. For this reason, I had to pick him up from the police station next to the Bourgeois Pig a few times when he ran off to enjoy himself more. Stealing bits of Kebab at the I.P. Pavlova Square. Nevertheless, he was an incredibly kind, loving, and beautiful spirit who had no desire to hurt anyone. He already knew that When the Saints go marching in we will carry war no more. (Tears for Fears) He had a long, fulfilling life filled with love, passion, and freedom living in New York, Bratislava, Prague, and Italy. Perhaps this explains why Cosmopolitan was his favorite beverage to lick. However, I think his most happy years were spent as the most amazing hostess ever at THE BOURGEOUS PIG.
Pablo taught me one of the most valuable life lessons, even though there are countless stories about him. For instance, he once broke an expensive glass vase at the art gallery, costing three thousand euros. Pablo was, to state it clearly, an expensive dog. Yes, there were a lot of other times when I would kill him without thinking twice. Pablo had more encounters with Czech and Slovak celebrities than any other dog in history, probably holding the honor of having been close to Madonna. We used to live in New York, just next door to the Madonna's home. Pablo was once a model who would patiently sit through numerous fashion magazine photo shoots. He eventually ended up on the magazine cover and was featured in a few movies. Was fame a concern for him? Not at all. But he somehow picked up the attention w***e attitude. :-)
THE LAST DAYS
Although I could tell he was ready to depart since his eyes had been a little bit gloomy over the past month, there was something more in them. Although I'm not the greatest interpreter of dog eyes, I could figure out the following from his gaze: "Talk to me." So we talked about our lives together every evening for the past couple of weeks while I sat down next to him. The best psychotherapy that would make Sigmund Freud jealous. We talk about some beautiful chapters, some really s**tty ones in our lives. For example, do you recall Pablo, the mother fu**er who vomited on Frida Kahlo? I used to have lovely and always nicely smelling Frida Kahlo's pillows at the bar. Although we spoke a lot, he became weaker every evening. And the last evening he just gave me a long arrivederci good bey look, closed his eyes and he was gone. Just like that. I'm grieving a happy sadness. Like smiles through tears and tears through smiles. This is a good vital grief, but nonetheless, anyone who lived through this will understand completely. Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
THANKS FOR READING!
Martin
PS: Jela Krivanova is a lovely woman who took Pablo in as a puppy when he lived next to the garbage can and took him into her home. I later adopted him. So thank you again for saving this angel and the tiny devil as well :-) since he brought so many loving memories into my life. And that is what really matters. I'm sure I'll run across him again. Juicy steaks are also to my taste.
