“On the campaign trail in 2008, we promised our daughters that we would get a puppy after the election,” she remembered. “At the time, Bo was supposed to be a companion for the girls. We had no idea how much he would mean to all of us.”
“For more than a decade, Bo was a constant, comforting presence in our lives,” she described, keeping in mind, “He was there when the girls came home from school, greeting them with a wag. He was there when Barack and I needed a break, sauntering into one of our offices like he owned the place, a ball clamped firmly in his teeth. He was there when we flew on Air Force One, when tens of thousands flocked to the South Lawn for the Easter Egg Roll, and when the Pope came to visit. And when our lives slowed down, he was there, too—helping us see the girls off to college and adjust to life as empty nesters.”
The Becoming author opened about how the coronavirus pandemic enabled everybody to invest a lot more time with their furry relative.
“This past year, with everyone back home during the pandemic, no one was happier than Bo. All his people were under one roof again—just like the day we got him,” she shared. “I will always be grateful that Bo and the girls got to spend so much time together at the end.”
