Koda-Friend

This is more of a story of my heart.
Iv had my heart broken many times.
I also have fixed it many times.
I can take the mans cruel words.
I can take the bullies beatings.
But the thing I cant take.
Is her dying.

Christmas day.
I saw her come in on a pick up truck.
My heart skipped a beat of excitement.
Then she was mine.
She became my friend.
She became Koda.

12 years pass.
Her back causes her issues.
She can no longer jump in excitement.
But yet she still acts like the puppy she was the day I met her.

What will I do without my best friend here by my side.
At the most of having two years left in her life.
Her back going much faster then her spirit.

I am terrified of the the day I come home.
and I find her curled up laying on her bed ice cold.