Horizontal

She spends much more time on the horizontal these days

Watching me 

for signs of movement

Signs that she can somehow be involved

In the things we do

Worrying when the door opens up.

Sighing and sitting when the leash does not come out of its hiding spot.

My neighbours got a puppy

All floppy ears and tangled limbs

Leaping up the stairs, chasing bees

I remember those days.

Now that I watch her slow descent

Into the quiet of our lives, I wonder...

Does she know that she ushered us through the most important years of our lives?

Does she know that she taught me about friendship more than anyone I’ve ever known? 

Good girl. Good good girl.