When our friend Tim was hospitalized with cancer, one great worry among his friends was his dog Podin, who was elderly and big as a Shetland pony. A couple of people tried to foster him, but when he finally was taken back to the land where Tim had lived in his RV, Podin finally seemed satisfied. Then I got this email today from my friend Kris who lives on the same land:
"I just got word that Podin left us a few days ago to be with Tim. He never went far from the house here at Renacimiento, and was found out on the highway. They dug a big hole, as you can imagine, and when I get details will probably mark it with a stone of some sort."He did well here and will be missed by all. I remember Tim telling me last year that he thought it would be Podin's last summer; so now they can be together."