Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Requiem for a little dog
Our little dog Sasha died last night. He was a 16 year old Chihuahua and in spite of being blind, deaf, mostly mute and rather wobbly - he brought joy to us and pulled compassion out of those who met him (including lots of teenagers).
In the past couple of weeks, he stopped eating, then walking, then drinking water - and finally stopped wagging his tail. Two nights ago we gave him a warm bath; last night we put him to bed and this morning he was dead. He seems to have gone in his sleep - he hadn't moved.
The photo is from some months ago.
Here's to doggies everywhere... and the love they bring.
Still of night to a doggies blue yonder
Blue moon beams from blue beyond
Companions a star to shine from afar
My old dog Tigger is 12y now, she raised my children with me. I was just scratching her ears looking at the grey around her face. I can only imagine the pain of losing Sasha - I think about it when I look at Tigger.
"My little dog - a heartbeat at my feet"
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