Over the Rainbow Bridge

This was a quick piece for a friend whose dog passed away barely a week prior. I feel that words aren’t always as sincere as they need to be, sometimes there just aren’t enough words in the english laguage to truly convey the depth of an emotion. And if I can get close, I tend to tresspass dangerously close to rambling long before my goal.

I didn’t ask my friend what her fur baby’s name was, but by the time I realized that it was way too late to ask, and I feel it’d only upset her at this point.

Rest in peace, little dog.