Chimera Song Mosaic
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
 
Goodbye, Lars, today and every day after. Even though I knew you could not last forever, it is still sad that you are gone. Today you were just shy of your 15th birthday, quite an amazing feat for a Rottweiler, especially one who has negotiated such diseases as hypothyroidism, Addison's, and, most recently and finally, melanoma. You were such a splendid and sometimes overwhelming dog. Your zest for life was inspiring, considering you spent most of it as a canine geriatric.


I will miss your bark, your boof, your howl and tap. Even your pants and sighs. I can look at pictures to help me remember the shape and texture of your ears, your crusty paws, your nubby tail and deep eye furrow. But I don't have many recordings of your voice. I wish you could have heard mine while you died if it would have been some comfort to you. But I think you knew that above all, you were loved.

Good day, Big Dog.

June 22, 1992 - May 29, 2007
- posted by Deborah Wardlaw Pattillo @ 3:16 PM

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