29 May 2012
The dog Billy died
on a rainy cold evening.
He had stopped eating
and exploratory surgery
found a long cancer.
He fitted right in with us,
his stoic cautious cooperative self.
He was with us for 5 years, perhaps half his life.
It feels very empty here today.
We lit a candle and played the Requiem
An email from a friend, around 5 years ago, on the death of their dog. Submitted by Karen Greenbaum-Maya.