I have found out that Bruno, Leo's dog-friend, has passed away. Bruno also had cancer. The last time that we saw Bruno it was on Friday. He was not doing well, and when Leo went up to him he didn't get up - but the tail was wagging, and he perked up when his old pal came by to say hello.
I think dogs (well, animals in general) have a sense when others are on their way out - and when they are on the way out. Leo and Bruno's exchange was brief, but seemed powerful - Leo didn't really look back, almost like he (well, they) said their good-byes. Or whatever it is that dogs say.
Good night, Bruno.
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