GIBSON

"Gibson just passed away," texted Joaquin.

"I'm sorry, son. He brings you much sorrow because he brought you much happiness. He even won my heart. He's the only dog I never kicked. You knew his time had come. We humans meet the same fate. Sometimes I believe we have pets, so we can learn about death. They certainly pave the path. When my father died at 87, I cried but I recovered quickly because I knew his time had come. Mourn for Gibson and then find a special place in your heart where he will live forever. Dogs are all about love. And for god's sake don't get a fucking cat. I could grab them by their tails and throw them against a wall they are such worthless, conniving predators. Dogs are about love. These savage creatures are greedy bastards who have never evolved from their wild, carnivorous states."

"The weight of his loss is of a magnitude that supersedes his nine-pound body. He was Ali and I was a featherweight. I appreciate your words. Your bit about cats made me laugh. I needed that as I'm trying to pick myself up. I loved him dearly and I miss him even more."

"You still have your mom, your old man, your brothers, your gal, your friends and your own successful life. I know it's not easy, but don't lament over what you don't have but give thanks for what you do have. Believe it or not, Gibson's passing is a light in the darkness as we continue our journey into infinity with hopes of reuniting with those we loved on the other side."

"He was special. I had him for 17 years and I never knew anything but affection with him."

"My dad would tell me about his dog. Sailor was killed by a car when I was a toddler. He would still talk about his beloved Sailor decades later. And now my dad, your grandfather, has been dead for more than a decade. It's the circle of life and it continues rolling forever without any consideration for anyone. Is it better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all? I ask: Is it better to have lived and died than to have never lived at all? I believe that consciousness is worth the consequences."

"Thanks dad."

"I'm your father. I'm always here and one day I hope to share a place in your heart with Gibson."

Is there anything more fascinating than death? Is there anything more frightening than death? Is there anything that inspires philosophy more than death? Is there anything more painful than the forgetting that accompanies death? Joaquin has lost his two best buddies over the last six months whom he raised and protected for years. Nothing is more painful for parents than when their children are dealing with their own pain.

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