He placed a gentle kiss on top of her silvery head, then roughly wiped at his tears with the heel of his hand.
“So, old girl, the doc says our journey’s over and it’s time for us to part.” His voice, thin with age, broke and he looked up at the doctor, his eyes seeking a reprieve.
The doctor replied softly, “Sir, it’s time for her to go,” and the old man’s face crumpled.
Taking a deep breath, he dropped one last kiss against the soft, gray fur, and it was done.
Author’s Note: This story is written in response to Lillie McFerrin Writes’ Five Sentence Fiction challenge. The prompt for this week’s story is ‘bedtime.’