Our beloved dog Paco died suddenly in July. He was old and had an amazing life. He was a dear friend. It’s always hard when you take in an older dog, as we have done twice. They grow to love you, and you them, but their time is shorter. Paco used his well, and we miss him so much.
There were so many things I loved about him. Dog lovers understand. The place in our hearts and brains where dogs meet us has been smoothed and sweetened for centuries. Nothing says love like a dog.
For Paco. We miss you.
One Last Walk
Come on Paco gotta get outside
Gotta get up out of that chair
I know you want to sleep
Want to sleep like a dog
But there’s bound to be lots of sniffing out there
Come on Paco it’s the routine
It’s what we always do
By the porches and the cars and the garbage cans
You with me and me with you
Then off to bed when we’re all through
One last walk
Down the stairs and round the block
Looking back then pulling on ahead
One last walk before it’s time for bed
We went walking on a summer night
Like a hundred times before
While the sun came up and the first birds sang
You took your last breath on the floor.
And slipped through the shadow door.
We woke up and found him there
The world began to shake.
We cried and tried to say goodbye.
A piece of me began to break
And I just wished that I could take
Every time I find myself
In love’s bright company.
I’ll feel your nose upon my knee
See you looking back at me.
Cause you never know when it might be.
You showed love to everyone
Like candy at a candy store
And when my time is drawing near.
You’ll meet me at the shadow door
And we’ll go out together for.
©Stuart Stotts 2016