FAREWELL Larikov !

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You jumped yesterday, my poodle!I do not believe that the dead!No!As if the death - the distortion of fact, profane duced light!That ball, fluffy and warm - Larik my!I'm over you, tears pouring and pouring without persuasion, not help you, dear.We walked with you yesterday, Where is the hidden death?Answer ... Days mournful autumn began, the debt will hurt the soul ...

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were five of us - my mother, myself, my wife, kid and you - as if happiness!As if the pit Can not emptiness.Doggie, why did you die?Yesterday you were alive, he played.As if now in the abyss of the twilight of your Death he gave failure.And buried in the forest park We are under the golden foliage.Cry.Remembering - bright - the last moment ... The arch With Mom darkness, alas ...

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under the fallen tree hole deepened, his precious dog, wrapped in a sheet, was buried.Gave autumn being the paint.But black colored mountain brought with him mom, son well.Leaves rustled, nothing echoing.A dog's death touched the depths of t
he depth - of their souls ... They were silent.We came home, and their home was empty.And drank ... And after recalling dog, Remembering the Past ...

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small poodle - Larik: curly, golden, fluffy, warm ...

When he collapses at the feet - happiness covers, if everything is fine, nothing wrongnever happens ...

morning, leaving the service, a man startled: standing in the hallway, his eyes lifeless, tail hanging ...

Delivers on hand, but the poodle did not walk, stood in the bush ...

House cut his favorite sausage, offeredbut even doggie nose did not lead.

must go.

At the service was chatting with a colleague, going through empty words, and suddenly the wife called: "Larik very bad."

time off, fled;Fall flaming around ... At home his wife talked to her mother in law, a guest in Kaluga with relatives, and when he opened the door, heard the said into the phone:

- Here, Sasha came ...

And while speaking with weeping mother, without undressing, satabout dogs, and realized ...

- Mom, he's dead!- I cried ...

and sobs flowed back.

and realize why doubles, troitsya, spreads peace ...

- Do not bury without me.- Mama said, meeting.- Wrap in a sheet, put on the balcony, with the first bus will arrive.

He undressed, found a sheet, wrapped the little corpse.

- How is it, how is it - muttered all - yesterday More ...

And tears've taken up my eyes.

little fluffy ball delivered to the balcony, sat on it, smoked ...

... that's barking - loudly, cheerfully, jumping, pulling the leash and - go for a walk, and if the winter, doggie buries his nose in the snow at the door, and looked aftersly and spout white in snow powder, and in the summer - is worn in the yard, playing with other dogs, and greenery around lifted her luxury banners ...

Here - bear to the clinic, but it was two years ago, the foot is something acting bad,and, the first time being in the hospital, completely effaced little scary, but nothing terrible has turned out, made a series of shots, and rode again romped ...

but morning comes, the nose lifts up the blanket and dives into bed, rolled a ball at his feet - warmso it becomes, nice ...

no more nothing.

wrapped in a sheet tiny corpse lying on the balcony, and the owner is sitting nearby, smoking, thinking that light and bright, tiny soul has flown away to a carefree paradise dog ...