MINDY How I Loved You

My Min-Pin Mindy died at 1:30 pm yesterday. She 11 years old. She was getting old, plus we found out she was diabetic 6 months back. She was skin and bones, yet she ate and drank non-stop. We gave her shots and and adjusted, and her weight and habits fluxed, but she always went back to near emaciation. A month or 2 back she became almost totally blind and start peeing in the house off and on, more towards tha end. But oddly she functioned well, even energetic. The vet seemed to feel that she would be better to be with us and not bad enough to be put down. I won't go into the 3 hrs my wife and I spent with Mindy in the end. We buried her in the back yard. We filmed it and remembered personal relationships with her. I did the ol' dark glasses thing, but they all knew tho they didn't push it. Lastly, we took a trip Lake Superior, gathered those beautiful stones and decorated her plot. For 11 years of love she deserved no less. I loved you Mindy and the way your wagging tail could alleviate some of the darkness in this shitty, hate-feeled, decadent, world of bigotry and sheep.