"Four Feet" I have done mostly what most men do, And pushed it out of my mind; But I can’t forget, if I wanted to, Four-Feet trotting behind. Day after day, the whole day through— Wherever my road inclined— Four-Feet said, ‘I am coming with you!’ And trotted along behind. Now I must go by some other round,— Which I shall never find— Somewhere that does not carry the sound Of Four-Feet trotting behind. (Rudyard Kipling) 🐕🦮🐩🐕‍🦺 Our beloved dog, Lucky, passed away peacefull