09/23/2026
I found Cache today. My heart is shattered.
Since Thursday, I have walked miles calling his name, looking into every place I could think of, praying I would find him and he would come running to me. Today I found him in a culvert. It appears he may have chased a rabbit across the road and been hit by a car. We brought him home and buried him here on the farm.
I prayed for closure, but I never imagined how much it would hurt to find him this way. Still, I’m thankful I got to bring my boy home.
Cache was beside me when both of my parents died. He couldn’t take away that grief, but he stayed with me through it. He knew when I needed him close. For ten years, he followed me, watched over me, and loved me with his whole heart. I already miss his sweet eyes and that wonderful personality. I keep expecting to see him in all the places he loved to be.
To everyone who searched, shared his picture, offered a reward, or prayed for us: thank you. Please stop looking for him now. Knowing so many people cared about Cache has helped carry me through these days.
We are not promised tomorrow. When I saw Cache that morning, I didn’t know it was the last time. I would give anything for one more ordinary day with him. Please hold the ones you love a little closer. Tell them what they mean to you. Make each day spectacular, even in the smallest ways, because those are the days we ache to have back.
Sometimes God sends us angels to walk beside us for a while, and then the page turns before we’re ready. Cache, I wasn’t ready. Thank you for finding me, for comforting me, and for loving me. I will carry you with me always.
Love lives on.