Biggie, his pale yellow fur slightly mucky and damp, sitting in his neon yellow and white guide dog harness on a tarmac lane. The lane stretches away between two autumn leaf strewn high banks.
We walked down this lane in all kinds of weather over the four and half years we were together. Rain both gentle and driving, snow and frost, when the tree canopy above was deep green and shaded us from summer sun, and when falling golden leaves fell down on us like confetti. Walking there now without him is indescribably sad.
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