by dmac » Sat Sep 20, 2014 5:01 am
My own Tor died a few weeks ago. It's been long enough that I can talk about it without reeking of a pity party. He was my absolute best friend.
He was getting old, and we both knew it for a couple years. One night he was making too many rustling noises on his bed on the floor, so I sat down alongside and looked at him. He slowly got up, walked a couple steps to me, and collapsed in my arms. I immediately sussed he was dying. I put him on the bed with me, where he died, staring into my eyes.
I miss him terribly, but am relieved for him, as he strongly disliked aging. I'm eternally grateful he chose me as his best friend, and so incredibly relieved I was with him, so he could be where he wanted to be, with who he wanted to be near, when he died.
"Back off, man. I'm a scientist."
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