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"Buddy the Dog"

Writer: Susan Black
Susan Black
Oct 10, 2025
1 min read

Updated: Nov 27, 2025

I know it's not the same

That a dog is not a person


But when my dog

Elderly, diabetic, so diminished

Unable once again to rise from his bed

His legs splayed uselessly akimbo

Raised his eyes to mine


I knew what he was saying


A few days later

On the last day

He did rise and stagger to me

He lay his forehead against my leg

Raised his eyes to mine


I knew what he was saying

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