Just before he drew one last sigh, and a feeble thump of his tail, his friendly gray eyes closed forever.
At first I couldn’t believe my dog was dead. I started talking to him. “Please don’t die, Dan,” I said. “Don’t leave me now.”
I looked to Mama for help. Her face was as white as the bark on a sycamore tree and the hurt in her eyes tore at my heart.
She opened her mouth to say something but words wouldn’t come out.
Feeling as cold as an arctic wind, I got up and stumbled to a chair.
Mama came over and said something. Her words were only a murmur in my ears.
Very gently Papa picked Old Dan up in his arms and carried him out on the porch.
When he came back in the house, he said, “Well, we did all we could do, but I guess it wasn’t enough.”
I had never seen my father and mother look so tired and weary as they did on that night.
I knew they wanted to comfort me, but didn’t know what to say. Papa tried.
“Billy,” he said, “I wouldn’t think too much about this if I were you. It’s not good to hurt like that.
I believe I’d just try to forget it. Besides, you still have Little Ann.”
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