Nora

You were a wonderful dog.
We all loved you. Penny most of all.

You were the rhythm section of our little four piece. And we all wanted to be the kind of people you thought we were.

I wish we could have done more.
I’m sorry. We all miss you.
Rest now, and be free.
Little stardust puppy.

[ Nora ate something that disagreed with her, likely a sock. By the time we realized it was more than “just something she ate,” it was too late. We took out as much additional credit as we could get, but it wasn’t enough to save her. ]