Pippin died on this day. Thirteen years old He’s been very sick, but still able to do his twice daily walk. On Saturday that changed, and today we asked the vet to come to our home and euthanize him. He chose his spot himself, lying in front of our hose on a bit of lawn. It was all very calm and gentle. We chatted to one another while he slipped away. My gentle, serious, gentle boy, I miss him desperately.

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