Uploaded to Flickr on 4th November, 2007.

I saw Kezar nearly every day since I moved to San Francisco in July, laying on his doggy bed outside his house, never running away or bothering anyone, and enjoying the occasional head scratch from passers-by. He always seemed old, but he would still greet me with a tail wag when I walked by. In the past few weeks, though, his condition worsened, and there were some days he couldn't muster the strength to raise his head when I pet him. As I watched him grow thinner and weaker, I was amazed that he was still holding on, day after day. Amanda and I theorized that maybe his owners weren't quite ready to let go.

Saturday night, while I was out walking Enzo, I saw this memorial in the place where he usually lay on his bed. I went home and printed out my photo of him and left it. Kezar was a 6th Ave. fixture, and it's obvious that he'll be missed.

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