I knew as soon as I got home.
It was time for you to go.
No perk in your ears, no wag in your tail.
This room is where dogs die.
I closed your eyes as you went to sleep
I could not believe you were gone.
Petting your silken ears one last time.
Midnight, I stand staring at your chair.
The soundtrack of my life has gone quiet.
I ate breakfast alone for the first time in seven years.
Your pillow sits empty, you never liked it anyway.
Dog hair covers my pants, as if you were still here.
I hope you are somewhere wonderful.
Running across the beach in search of your Kong.
Ears flapping in the wind.
Rolling in the dewy morning grass.
You are young again, you have your long tail again.
Being loved by all that have gone before us.
Until we meet again.
Goodbye, you were my best friend.