The last pet member I ever had was named Tinker.
He was a canine and a good one.
Having left for college was a downfall for Tinker.
For he pined my absence and refused to eat anything.
When I did return home he was jumping all around and couldn't wait to get to me.
There was a genuine love in the heart of the animal for me and I had felt the same way of course.
The sad day came for us to put him to sleep for he was full of heartworms that ate him inside out.
He had slightly suffered before we could get him taken care of.
But the day had to come when we had to say goodbye.
The love of the animal was so strong it helped to keep him going for a longer time that ever.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)