Dear Skye

Dear Skye,


You had only been at the shelter a few days and I hadn't gotten the chance to walk you yet. I remember seeing you lying in your kennel, a big black furry boy who looked up inquisitively at all the people walking by. Someone had left you all by yourself, tied to the shelter door in the darkness of the night; maybe it was your owner, who couldn't or wouldn't take care of you anymore; maybe it was someone who found you, and dropped you off where they thought it would be best for you.

This morning they found you, you had passed away during the night. Even though you weren't with us for very long, I am saddened that you had to die alone and abandoned in your kennel.

Rest in peace, dear Shepherd.