It’s harder than I thought. Maybe I’ve become soft with age. More likely however, he’s been a special companion for a little while. He rode shotgun with me, up and down the Hume, when I worked in Canberra. We explored the paths and trails in the hood together, occasionally over a long trek. We journeyed much together.
I miss him already. Heaps. I feel much sadness.
Goodbye, Scruff.
Ante 