Has it really been two years? Fiver came into my life when I was in law school, and neither one of us had any idea (I didn't, anyways, perhaps he did) of how much he would change me, my life, and the way I lived it. He saved me from an auto-pilot career in corporate law, paved the way for two major job changes across the Atlantic and then back, all the way to California, and trained me to be a better human for Henry, who has benefited from every mistake I made with Fiver, so I can make all kinds of new ones, instead.
A high school classmate just lost his own very beloved dog, and he sent me this perfect poem, which even two years later, is spot on. I miss you still, Fiver, and am so glad you stuck around as long as you could, even though I wish it could have been longer. "Deep love endures / To the end and far past the end... I am still yours."
The House Dog's Grave (Haig, an English bulldog)
I've changed my ways a little; I cannot now
Run with you in the evenings along the shore,
Except in a kind of dream; and you, if you dream a moment,
You see me there.
So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door
Where I used to scratch to go out or in,
And you'd soon open; leave on the kitchen floor
The marks of my drinking-pan.
I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do
On the warm stone,
Nor at the foot of your bed; no, all the night through
I lie alone.
But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet
Outside your window where firelight so often plays,
And where you sit to read -- and I fear often grieving for me --
Every night your lamplight lies on my place.
You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard
To think of you ever dying
A little dog would get tired, living so long.
I hope than when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear
As good and joyful as mine.
No, dear, that's too much hope: you are not so well cared for
As I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided
Fidelities that I knew.
Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided. . . .
But to me you were true.
You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend.
I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,
I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.
- Robinson Jeffers, 1941
Fiver's origins are unclear, but he was found on Long Island and fostered by a woman with a variety of other animals, including a boxer, a teacup chihuahua, and a tortoise. His human adopted him in June 2002, and they lived together in Manhattan before moving in June 2004 to Zurich, Switzerland, where his human had found a job that allowed dogs to come to work. Fiver enjoyed many things about Switzerland, including going to work, going to restaurants, taking trips to Italy and France, visiting friends at work (by sneaking into the elevator with the admins) and at home, and sunbathing by Lake Zurich.
Fiver and his human moved to California in May 2008 to work at Google. Although he no longer got to go to restaurants, Fiver enjoyed the sunshine and warm weather in California, and made new friends at work. He spent his days focused on getting more bananas, carrots, and tomatoes, stealing his step-dog's kibble, attacking his bed, sniffing other dogs for awkwardly long periods of time, napping in the sun, and avoiding baths. He tolerated his human with great patience and taught her many things about love, loyalty, forgiveness, joy, and life in general.
His last weeks were quiet, and every single minute of his last two days was spent at home with his human, lying together on the bed or the floor, moving around the house to sunbathe one last time.
Fiver was very loved and is very missed. He is survived by his human (Angela), his step-human (Anand), his step-dog (Jersey), and many friends.
Good boy, Fiver. You did a good job.
So take a minute out of your day to peek at the Search you know and love at http://com.google. It might just change your perspective.
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