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To: Rambi who wrote (28364)	6/9/1999 8:49:00 PM
From: Ish	Respond to of 71178

Sad thing was he had bad hips 12 years ago. We doctored and doctored. That's life. Like Duke who was mistreated for his first two years, then we got him and he really wanted to please. Killed on the highway just before going to his new home. Shit and I do mean shit happens. Sorry, I'm depressed. I'll get over it tonight. Yes they can be loving and a thrill to partner with.

To: Rambi who wrote (28364)	6/10/1999 6:35:00 AM
From: nihil	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Someone, a lover, wrote me long ago: "I am dying of [a bad disease] and dare not fall in love with you. I withhold myself from intimacy with you for love of you. Absent me from felicity in love. Because I don't want to desert you when I go. I've got enough who will resent my leaving them. If you are so alone and in despair as you say that you need my evanescent love, I pity you and don't want my departure to add to your misery." The letter is hard for me to read today because the page is smeared with tears (its hard to be pitied by one you love)-- I know not whether hers or mine. I wrote her I would take my chances for her love. My happiness was not her responsibility, it was mine. I wanted her to love me as long as she could and I would remember her forever (as in truth I have). But she died alone and I suffered more than I would have had she loved me for the days that she had left. Never refuse love to one because they have little time left and you will be hurt when they die. The dying need love so much. And we're all dying all the time. At least a pet probably doesn't know the lover's pain of deserting his beloved.