Monday, January 31, 2011

Things move fast sometimes. 14 years in what seem like the blink of an eye. I was semi-blind to that movement of time. In all those years I could not fathom what your end would look like and now it has passed and I will have no more memories of you other than placing your small body inside the coldness of the earth. We will bury you next to the bush out back and hope that in the spring when new roots take shoot they will entwine with you and your lovely bones and take their nourishment from you. I will look at that bush with it's tall willows stretched upward to the sky and know that you are reaching upwards too and that you live on somewhere beyond my comprehension. You will be missed little dog, my little Radar.

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