His name was Bodhi.
He was born on December 2, 1993 on a farm in Lancaster, Pennsylvania
We chose each other on the farms kitchen floor
I had a whole future in front of me and he wanted to go along for the ride
The first two nights neither of us slept much
We went for long walks and I had to carry him back
As he grew so did I
We moved to the beach together and then to a farm in Chadds Ford
We had even longer walks in the country, but now he made it all the way
He chased deer, killed a possum, and saved a small dog from drowning
We met Diane and we both knew she was the one
I loved her, he loved her cooking
He stood with us at marriage and even went on the honeymoon
We built a home together and he gained a brother and sister
He grew old and so did I
He was always gentle and eager to please, even near the end
He let me know his journey was near an end, I listened
He died in my arms peacefully
His ride is over, mine will continue without him
He was, and always will be, my best friend...
 
Rob Mayer
May 6, 2004