The dog's tree

For me trees have lot's of special meanings, and I wanted to share one of them; My grandmother used to have a dog named Chemio. She was there when I was born and was the first dog I'd met. She had a special tree she'd lie under for hours. As she got older, so did the tree. When I was 5 we found out she had cancer in one of her paws. She then had to lean and hobble on 3 legs. The tree started to lean too. A little after she was put down the tree started to die. After that whenever I'd see that big spruce tree, I'd always remember Chemio.