was today, when I woke up and found that my beloved dog, Pari, had passed away unexpectedly in the night. At only 8 years old, it was pretty brutal to take. Plus, I am blaming myself for not taking him to the emergency clinic yesterday. I thought I could do it today. Life is so fleeting, it can be over in a moment. We must all live life to the fullest, enjoy every day, every hour. Alas, poor little Pari will not have the chance, but I do feel he had a good life. He was happy, cuddly, overly affectionate. He wanted to be next to me every second, which was sometimes annoying but mostly adorable. He could be a real pill, peeing in the house, barking, running away, but looking back those seem like petty things to deal with, in exchange for the joy he gave me.
And, yes, he inspired me, both in his life and his death. To have the capacity for unlimited love and affection, and to cherish each day as if it will be your last. His last day was spent with a bath, which he always enjoyed, and then me blowing his fur dry, something he loved. He went out of this life clean, fluffy and beautiful.
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