Thursday, January 10, 2013

He Went Into the West

Pippin died in the night.

I remained emotionally passive, even as I picked up his stiff form for the last time. Death is bothering me less and less these days. I'm not proud of that fact, but it is a fact nevertheless.

Good bye my sweet Pippin. I hope the ship took you into the West quickly and calmly.


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5 comments:

  1. Erin WaterburyJanuary 10, 2013 at 12:56 PM

    I'm sorry. :(

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  2. UnknownJanuary 10, 2013 at 5:21 PM

    So sorry...

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2013 at 8:59 AM

    I do find in farming, that as animals die, I react less and less unless it was one of my favorites. It comes with the territory of farming, I guess. RIP Pippin.

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  4. AnonymousJanuary 11, 2013 at 11:36 AM

    I'm sorry Caitlyn. RIP Pip.

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  5. AnonymousJanuary 14, 2013 at 11:26 PM

    I'm so sorry, Caity! ((hug!))
    Poor little Pip. :'(

    ~Krista M.V.

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