The Death of Emily

I was not there the day Emily died.

I was away on a business trip.

But I wish I had been there though.

We had all been aware

that her passing was imminent.

We had in fact planned

for her doctor to facilitate her passing

just a few days prior her death.

Even with the full expectation

of this event to come,

it nevertheless was a day

that brought sadness to our hearts.

I was told in detail how that day came

by members of the family who were there

with her.

She was in obvious pain, they said.

But she still looked at them with love

and wagged her tail

as she tried to get up

to go to each of them

to lick their hands

as was her custom.

But she could not.

Tears come to my eyes

as I tried to picture this.

Jordina told me Emily was whining