A solitary tear rolled down his muzzle. Dunai stepped onto the narrow path behind the gardens, leading into the forest. Deep within, there stood a tall spruce tree, beneath whose roots he had long ago spotted a cozy little hollow — the perfect place to stay forever… The old dog, who had spent the night on the porch, slowly rose to his feet. He cast a sorrowful glance at the still-dark windows of the house and, swaying slightly, began to walk away from the yard. He knew his time had come, and he