So
he's old and deaf and now apparently almost blind.
He
doesn't wag his tail much
despite
trying to spoil him with snacks and lovin'
He
fell down the stairwell last week but miraculously survived.
I
took him to the family picnic and although seemingly befuddled,
he
enjoyed the pats, the pets, the kids, wandering the yard and
enjoying
the sunshine at Jon's -
and
then he fell in the pool -
but
he was ok.
He's
been the dearest of friend since 1999,
when
he was given to me by my sister in Memphis.
A
companion for Kenya
then
Freddie
and even tolerated the addition of crazy Larry.
and
always has he been an utter joy to me.
We
celebrated his 14th birthday last July,
still
enjoying life to the fullest
and
bringing love and joy to all
but
tonight I came home
and
he wasn't at the door
and
I was afraid to go upstairs for what I might find.
He was there and breathing and liked my pats and cuddling.
and
then he slowly went down the steps,
but
I was so afraid,
it
might be one of the last times...
He has been
such a dear sweet loving friend
and though I thought I was ready
and though I thought I was ready
Once again, you
never are!