Ch Karakhota SJ Wafflestomper "Sanjoe"
11 June 1991 - 06 Feb 2005
If it should be that I grow weak
and pain should keep me from my sleep
then you must do what must be done
for this, the last battle can't be won
You will be sad---I understand.
Don't your grief then slay your hand.
For this day, more than all the rest
your love and friendship stands the test.
We' ve had so many happy years,
what is to come can hold no tears.
You'd not want me to suffer, so
when the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend.
Only stay with me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will see
it is a kindness, you do to me.
Although my tail it's last has waved
from my pain and suffering,
I' ve been saved.
Don't grieve that it should be you
who has to decide this thing to do.
We've been so close-we two these years.
Don't let your heart hold any tears.