To my dog, Denver, dying of Bone Cancer. Turned five years old May 14th, 2024. Diagnosed with Inoperable Advanced Stage Bone Cancer July 31st, 2024. Each day together we have left is a blessing. No dog ever loved me this much and nor have I thought possible to love a dog on this level. I release you to the sky to fields of barkless clouds and butterfly winds dances in cool waters across Frisbee-kissed Horizons It'll be a long road to accepting that Heaven called you back, short of Angels. Dedicated to all those who lost a fur baby