Remember our adopted pup Babur?
He died early this morning with me beside him all night . . .
I will surely miss watching him sleep and snore
and miss him watching over me all the time.
. . . i will miss watching him do roaching:
. . . which I taught him.
. . . and miss laughing at how he sleeps with his eyes open:
I will miss watching him play with Keeper:
. . . and will miss hearing their laughter and fun play
. . . since I rarely play "catch" anymore . . .
When Keeper is out
Babur would coax me to play with him:
. . . and I simply can't.
Oh, how I wish I played catch with him!
Babur would also bark at Dawgy across our house
to assure them that Luchie will feed them:
. . . and Babur would later bark at Luchie
to remind her to feed Dawgy and their new dog Whitey.
Babur would also bark at Petrocelli
whenever he sees our adopted cat on the streets!
I don't understand this because Babur would also bark
whenever he sees Petrocelli on the roof
waiting for his food.
But I like it most
when Babur stayed beside Keeper:
. . . watching Keeper's every move
and making sure she drinks her blended veggie drink.
I will miss watching Babur at the back of the house:
or when he takes his nap at the cemented floor
because he knew the morning sun
will warm his thin body soon . . .
Well, this morning his body did not meet the warm sun.
He died peacefully with me by his side.
Keeper and Luchie found us together.
I can no longer heal him.
Keeper is totally distraught!
She was crying all week
helplessly trying to make him well
and when Babur died, part of her died too . . .
When Babur died
Babur brought the sunshine with him . . .
. . . and it will take a long time for us
to feel warm again . . .
May you find my Mumsy Pica and Popsy Sumo
and my big brother Bogart with you
in your flight to the Rainbow Bridge . . .
August 6, 2012 - December 22, 2013