I`ve believed in angels as far back as I can remember and never did I once doubt of their existence but a sad period in my life made me discover that angels were not only the powerful beings we all imagined walking through the heaven clouds with white wings and golden halos; there were also earthly angels who walked amongst us. Ordinary, everyday people who went out of their way to lend a helping hand or just simply be there at the right time and in the right place.

God blessed me by crossing my life path with one earthly angel who would later become one of the most beloved and important people in my life even without ever meeting him in person.

In June 2001, I suffered the devastating loss of my precious cat Fluffy. As all pet owners can sadly relate, my whole word came crashing down on me and I felt as if everyone close had forsaken me. No one seemed to care or understand how distraught I was with these overwhelming emotions choking me.

Then fate decided to step in and guide me towards the Petloss site.

I met wonderful individuals who listened in a non judgemental way offering the caring support I was so in desperate need of. To this day , I can never thank them enough. Amidst these considerate people, stood out one kind loving soul who called himself Lobowolf. The name made me smile because my son’s pet name at the time was Petit Loup which means Little Wolf in French. I couldn’t help but notice how his words soothed hurting hearts. This mysterious kind hearted stranger made you feel safe and cared for with his gentle words that were filled with great wisdom and sincerity. It didn’t take long for my own heart to be touched in a very special way. We spoke for many nights afterwards and realised we had lost our furbabies on the same date; the 19th of never...

I eventually talked about my son`s nick name and he said because I was the mother of the one I called Little wolf, I would be known as Maman loup (Mother Wolf). He explained his dream of reuniting people everywhere who would always be present to offer comfort and support for grieving hearts. Thus started a magical on line friendship that charmed it s way into my home, my family but mostly into my heart. He befriended each of my family members baptising my husband Papa Loup and my son Petit frère loup (Little brother wolf) He would love to converse with both of them getting a chuckle each time wondering how these people could speak such weird English. We developed a very strong bond and everyone could sense there was a profound connection . We affectionately called each other “ mon ame” (my soulmate) because by that time he was learning a pretty good amount of french words. Lobowolf tiredlessly went out of his way to reach those in need. You would not have to finish asking what you wanted that the answer was already yes.

Then his wish dream came true and the Wolfpack was officially created. As time went by many new members joined and because of the growing number being added to the wolf family, he said these cubs needed a mother so I became Maman Loup mother of the Wolfpack. He would jokingly say (with Papa Loup` s blessing) that the increasing number of cubs would have a major impact on the size of my derriere and I would reply he was a dirty old wolf but a suave and debonair one nevertheless. These priceless moments will forever be engraved in my heart.

Mon ame, it s so hard to write words when there is a terrible ache in my stomach and a deep gash in my heart. You will never know just how much you meant to me and how much I was so looking forward to our famous last dance... You came into my life just when God knew I needed you so and for this, I will be eternally grateful. Because of your genuine and unconditional caring, I learned how to bring hope and comfort. You taught me the value and importance of a compassionate shoulder. I miss our silly talks; I miss our serious conversations. Why did the 19th of never have to become the 31st of never...and on the month of my birthday. You had promised to be the first one to wish me a happy 60th next year. Through my tear soaked eyes and shattered heart, I relive the amazing journey we traveled for 16 years and let the waves of nostalgia submerge me. I console myself in knowing we had the same goal and walked in the same direction even if it was only in a virtual way. Thank you for this beautiful adventure.

Thank you for being my guide, my mentor, my friend but most importantly , my soulmate. Thank you for the fond and precious memories that I will always treasure and hold close to my heart. It is your legacy that will help me go on

I love you forever mon ame...and one day more.

Maman Loup
(Johanne)

Light a candle in Our Papa Lobo's memory, for a sick, abused, or special needs furbaby, or perhaps just someone who needs a prayer and a candle lit.