In tribute to

My beautiful


Thanks to

Cécile

When I watched her grow up.

She was my companion, I loved to see her running around the house.

When I saw her grow old, she was my child.

Though she obeyed me all her life.

When I saw her die, I knew that day had come.

The end of a beautiful love, for you were faithful to me.

Devoted servant.

Your brotherly love never failed you.

I loved you, my dog.

And for you, my grief will never fade.

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