Saturday, September 23, 2017

Dear Gus

Dear Gus,

You were a fine hound. I never really thought you had a rock for a brain. It was just a mean expression of my frustration at your stubbornness. Your stature grew as you aged. Though always filled with love, in the end you were a kind, gentle man, which is odd considering that you were a dog. I am sad to learn of your death. You will be remembered, three legs and all.