I wrote recently about the loss of my beloved little Buddy, the Pomeranian/Papillion mix. After 14 years his heart just finally gave out. It had been enlarged on one part for a bit. So, walking in the early morning, I saw him. Lucifer the Chihuahua. At first we stared off but I guess he sensed my sadness. So, instead of charging at me, he turned with his mom and looked back once before trying to kill a blade of grass and a dried up leaf. I just stood there for a moment. I realized even little old Lucifer can have compassion. even if just for a moment.