Eulogy to a dear friend:
Today I had to bury an old, dear friend. my little black dog T.J. (a.k.a: Truman, Flea J, T. Fuck). He passed away around 6:30 this evening on my bed. In many ways he was a better friend that my human friends. Always there, no matter what. Whenever I'd come stumbling in the door at 3:00 in the morning he'd be there waiting, happliy wagging his tail. No matter how down I felt he could always cheer me up with a little nudge or a lick on the cheek. Never an ulterior motive (unlike people). All he ever wanted was his food bowl filled, a walk, and a little attention.
Goodbye my loyal friend.
Today I had to bury an old, dear friend. my little black dog T.J. (a.k.a: Truman, Flea J, T. Fuck). He passed away around 6:30 this evening on my bed. In many ways he was a better friend that my human friends. Always there, no matter what. Whenever I'd come stumbling in the door at 3:00 in the morning he'd be there waiting, happliy wagging his tail. No matter how down I felt he could always cheer me up with a little nudge or a lick on the cheek. Never an ulterior motive (unlike people). All he ever wanted was his food bowl filled, a walk, and a little attention.
Goodbye my loyal friend.