You might think we’d be better at this—
Goodbye to a beloved.
Gone our foxy rodent hunter—
Brilliant gaze, nimble mind, sleek beauty.
Torn from us too young,
His lively heart reduced
To two chambers
Reckless the breeder
Of this sublime hound—
She who chose form
Over substance.
Goodbye, beloved hound,
Strong-willed young fighter,
Who battled the inevitable
Too long.
You might have thought
We’d be better at this.
Connor Owen, beloved whippet – January 23, 2006 – December 30, 2013