Back From the Grave

So yesterday my close old canine friend could no longer stand up and the time came to part company. He had been going down hill for several months, so I called the vet and dug the grave while going through the pain of separation.

Later I was sitting in the house when Raleigh walked in on all fours as if nothing was happening. He had even climbed the stairs and later I took him for a walk.

The only thing I can figure is that he figured out what was happening and it lit a fire in him. Anyway, he is sleeping peacefully at my feet as I write and the vet has been cancelled.

There must be a lesson in all this.