So in the early morning hours when I hear her slow click-clack paces, I peel my frame upright into a state of half sleep and open the front door so she can wander in and out as she pleases into the night air and courtyard outside.
Not a surprise, I am lucky that 1) I had him as my grandpa 2) that I got to say goodbye to him when he was of sound mind 3) that he lived as well and as long as he did.