Monday, December 14, 2009
Great story in Sunday's Statesman on Grieving the Loss of Loved Dog
Zeke the Rhodesian Ridgeback called Austin's Northwest Hills home.
In the moonlight on his last night, I went to his bed. Zeke looked up as if he had been waiting for me. We sat together quietly and listened to the night. I whispered to him, and he watched me with wise eyes. I thanked him for his friendship over these past 12 years. I told him that no earthly creature has been closer to me during my adult life. And I told him that I am glad we found each other.
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