This poem always helps me appreciate how even though my pet may be gone, the love and loyalty that we shared lasts forever, and that our lives were immeasurably better for it:
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The House Dog’s Grave – Robinson Jeffers, 1941
I’ve changed my ways a little; I cannot now Run with you in the evenings along the shore, Except in a kind of dream; and you, if you dream a moment, You see me there. So leave awhile the paw-…