We lost our little Tri-colour last year.
It was totally unexpected. We went out to do the shopping and when we got home, he was dead under a tree.
We suspected a heart attack as he had a heart murmur.
My mother picked him up like a baby and cried and cried the whole day. The next day we dug a hole, wrapped him up in our best blanket and buried him under a shady tree. We then planted lillies over his grave.
We visit him every morning to say hello and have even created a shrine in the kitchen dedicated to him with this poem.

When God had made the earth and sky
The flowers and the trees
He then made all the animals and
All the birds and bees
And when His work was finished
Not one was quite the same
He said: “Ill walk this earth of mine
And give each one a name.”
And so He travelled land and sea
And everywhere He went,
A little creature followed Him
Until it’s strength was spent.
When all were named upon the earth
And in the sky and sea,
The little creature said:
“Dear Lord, there’s no name left for me.”
The Father smiled and softly said:
“I’ve left you to the end,
I’ve turned my own name back to front
And called you ‘DOG’ my friend!”