They said it was merely a dog and has gone don’t sob you ought to be down but don’t grief as it was not a man. Oh Yes, have I gone mad? Weeping for an old grumpy dead dog after all who was only a dog, not a man. They dragged him holding his collar and threw him in some ditch. I allowed it to happen because it was a dog and yes not a man. As the dust settled I sat alone with that dead animal. For the last time I looked at his half opened eyes and the old furrowed face, expecting don’t know why he will open the eyes and would wag his bushy tail. My eyes welled up with tears, first time felt an unknown loss and I howled like a dog for that old friend who was a dog And yes maybe better than a Man!