For Boomer and Moochie
by Ken Reinke
Boomer and Moochie
He gave us so much, we could never fully repay him, yet on the day he died the very last words he heard were that we loved him. The second after he passed, I stopped crying, grateful that at his last moment, he knew he was loved. Even then, he was still giving. How many people die alone and never have someone say that to them? Dogs are truly a gift from God.
Now, I prepare to say goodbye to his friend, Moochie. The sorrow is just as painful, but I know that he has truly lived a full life (Boomer was 15, Moochie almost 17). Many, many thank-you prayers. Thank you.