An enormous chunk of our lives died yesterday of pulmonary complications. Spider, who shared in all our adventures in the last 12 years, who was the third member of our force, who was the smartest and funniest little creature, left us so suddenly that we are unable to understand why and how.
When we arrived in Mailhos, he was so happy to be far from the city and the restrictions of walls. His paws were made for the soft earth. He accompanied us our our mushroom hunts in the forest and long walks in the field. He understood time and 5pm was feeding hour and without fail he was in the vegetable garden to remind me of my duties. He was feared by field mice, respected by the chickens, laughed at by the birds, scorned by dog lovers but loved so much by us.