Losing Copper

"Auntie Karen, today I am just not myself."
"Why Victor, what's wrong?"

"Copper isn't here!"

Copper passed away last week after experiencing some major night-time war wounds.  We enjoyed having this faithful dog as a pet in the compound for the past two and a half years and he is greatly missed.  Victor is only half alive, he says, until we get another puppy.

Copper Dog, I miss you!