farewell flik
I hate dogs. Let's get that out of the way. It's ok though, they hate me back more than twice as much. I had a bad experience as a child that I have been unable to forget.
However there is one dog that kind of stole my heart [eventually]. I'd shoo it away, throw things at it, but it kept coming back, with longing eyes, hoping to be petted. So once I succumbed and gave it a belly rub. It wasn't so bad. The first time I'd shown a dog any such positive attention. I didn't stop hating dogs, but I stopped hating Flik. I'd never understood exactly why people develop such close bonds with dogs. Flik gave me a glimpse into that world.
Flik is 15 human years old [thats like a 70 year old in dog years]. Over the last 8 years or so that I've known Flik, it's grown significantly weaker and less jumpy, especially since losing it's companion Aja who passed on 4 years ago.
Today Flik goes to join Aja in that big fetch game in the sky. Flik is being put down due to old age.
Farewell my little friend.
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