I will miss Duchess prancing beside you in the park below the warm summer sun; two shadows cast across the ground where only one remains but not forgotten. Love never dies, and sometimes when you walk you may sense a shadow behind you and you will know. My condolences Lionel, and who knows, maybe someday Duchess will send you a friend.
Your human friend,
“We patronize the animals for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours, they are more finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other Nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time.”
― Henry Beston