Over the weekend, my dog Pokey let me know it was time to go, after more than a year of declining health. So Monday we made that last trip to the vet. It was time.
His favorite hobby was chasing squirrels. One time he caught one; then when he was looking at me with a proud doggy grin on his face, it escaped.
This morning, one of the cats kept wandering through the house looking and calling for his buddy. But no Pokey.
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