Max

When the call came time eclipsed...

I heard the words like a cacophony of futility.

The words... "weeks, perhaps months" ... raced in a circle of Perpetual motion. Only to be followed with "painful, grim...I am so sorry"

I sat numb.... Confused, scared.

I knew that when I returned home I would have to tell Papa... I cringed as I felt the utter devastation of emotion I would unleash...Better from me, then the doctor I told myself.

Later... As tears cascaded, his best friend came to him. He ever so lovingly licked every tear. This selfless action brought fresh tears...

He was confused and worried because his job is to love and protect papa.

If only we could protect you Max.