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| Phil, captured by My Dog's Territory. |
It is in a state of not-quite-acceptance that I post that
my dog Phil died yesterday. It feels surreal. He was a very senior dog (how
senior I will never know – although I would estimate a solid 16 and possibly
beyond). He had multiple co-morbidities, and he was well compensated until yesterday
when he crashed.
Somewhat poetically, the very day before, Phil became
part of a First Dog on the Moon cartoon which I feel is important to share
here. Its hard to write anything beyond that right now. Except to say that the
void he has left is disproportionately larger than his 1.8kg form. And he was
loved beyond measure.
