Yes, Angel Rose, I can relate to your poem. Two weeks and two days ago I lost my most faithful companion. She was supposed to be my wife’s dog but when my wife died of cancer it was she who nursed me through a tough time. I still see her everywhere I look. I don’t wish her back again because cancer was eating her up as well. She never cried out or showed how much pain she must have felt though I could see it in her eyes. Yes, Angel Rose, I can relate to your poem. Muffin was my shadow for the past eight years and even before that she shadowed my late wife. She was thirteen altogether, and a very wise old lady she was.