A domestic story

There you laid, my beautiful girl,

an elegant black, contrasting well with the red flowers,

drawing the fine memories out of me

how elusive you have been for years

no one could find you in the day, even in the evenings

then suddenly in the late nights of the last months

you fussed at my door every evening

and tailed me to the food that I never refused you

though it was totally out of your character

but one day, a few weeks ago

you suddenly fell into a weak posture

your body bent and twisted, and one eye was glassy

and it led to subsequent nights of pain and wailing

which pained me as we figured how to best make you comfortable

and we found out that all you need were gentle strokes and you were quiet

prepared to join your brother, Yoda who passed on one week ago

finally laid to rest next to him in the garden

keeping us company and always with us in spirit.

Interested in life, curious about everything. Challenge seeker, die-hard enthusiast. Just trying to get better each day.

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