You want to keep them forever.
God... do you want to keep them.
But as the years go by.
They stop barking.
They stop wagging their tail.
They stopped chowing down their food.
They stop greeting you at the door.
Somethings different.
You know it.
But still you hang on.
Still... they hang on.
Until you start missing.
Their barks.
Their wagging tail.
Their appetite.
Their greetings.
Their love.
Them.
Because now they're dying.
They are fading.
And then they're gone.
Suddenly it seems like they have been gone for a while.
God... you still want to keep them forever.
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