We adopted him from the local animal shelter six years ago, not realizing that he had some odd behavioral issues, but we couldn't bear the thought of "returning" him, so he stayed and we had a few good years together.
The hole is dug, tomorrow he'll go into it.
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree;
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
~ Christina Rossetti, Song
Rest in peace, dear sweet Hoppy.
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