20/04/2024
SPOOK 24.10.2012 - 20.4.2024
What was it you did, my love?
Today you finally lay peacefully with your fine little toes tucked under. Your soft, thick fur, a memory to be grasped by the handful. To reach and feel my fingers reassured like grass under my feet.
You ground me, you complete my sense of this world. It’s quiet without your funny noises, your bark and your grunts. In the quiet was when you mostly spoke to me of strengths and support, forgiveness and love.
Most of all, you taught me kindness and patience, even when things were unfamiliar and unknown, you held on steady. I remember you ran to defend me from danger, suddenly the size of a lioness.
I feel your fur with my fingers, soft and warm like the grassy ground. Today the fabric of life ripped us apart. You tucked your toes, your heaving chest stopped, your head heavy in my hands.
So quiet, so quickly, so like SPOOK.
I’m forever and ever grateful you loved me.
