“No matter how close we are to another person, few human relationships are as free from strife, disagreement, and frustration as is the relationship you have with a good dog. Few human beings give of themselves to another as a dog gives of itself. I also suspect that we cherish dogs because their unblemished souls make us wish – consciously or unconsciously – that we were as innocent as they are, and make us yearn for a place where innocence is universal and where the meanness, the betrayals, and the cruelties of this world are unknown.”  – Dean Koontz, A Big Little Life:  A Memoir of a Joyful Dog

I cannot speak my heart is filled with sorrow

To know that there are no more tomorrows

Tears fill my eyes  as if to hide the pain

While my soul feels like it might go insane

She killed you without a word of warning to me

Did she think not allowing me to say goodbye was mercy?

I am shattered by this merciless cruelty

You were more than a dog; you were family

My heart shreds into pieces at her savagery

But, I’ll keep you alive somehow in my memory

God rest you, my sweet friend Mr. Biloxi Jake

Little man of noble heart that could never fake

Goodbye