Monday, December 05, 2005

Postcard to Heaven

To: Mom
c/o Heaven

Hi, Mom! How's the weather in Heaven? As you may have noticed, Clyde moved in with you quite suddenly last night. It was a surprise to us, too, as he never stopped eating or drinking or gave any indication at all the time was nigh. Your son-in-law was petting his head and Clyde just quickly collapsed, and it was over.

Please take care of him.

Your Daughter, who misses you intensely

I'm sad, but I'm glad he's no longer sick. I am also greatly relieved he went so quickly that I didn't have to make the decision to

put (him) down
Kill a sick animal. [Mid-1500s]
"putdown." The American Heritage® Dictionary of Idioms. Houghton Mifflin Company, 1992. 05 Dec. 2005.