Posted in The Sunday Driver: Life in the Slow Lane


Last night it snowed.

This morning as I swept the snow from the sidewalk, I watched your paw prints disappear, knowing that today was your last day with us.

I was overwhelmed with sadness. And anger at those who had you before, wondering what they did to you to make you lash out for no reason even after a year of love.

You were my shadow, waiting under the saw to help take care of any wood l dropped. The chewed up bits scattered all over the yard are reminders of your life here.

I know it was the right thing to do, but seeing you watching me leave from your cage nearly broke my heart.

Rest in peace, my dear Max.

As your paw prints disappear beneath my broom, I know they will remain forever in my heart along the paths we walked together.

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