I wondered why I was feeling gloomy as the 4th of July approached. Then I remembered: It was Frankie’s designated birthday. And a new dog, no matter how great, can’t erase the pain of loss.
Words-Can’t-Express Wednesday: In Memoriam
My best friend Clare said a final farewell to her dog Archie yesterday. He was 17 and had been in decline for a while. He probably had a brain tumor, the vet said. It was time. He had a very good life and a good death, with Clare by his side. But the end is…
Your Dog Won’t Hate You. This I Know.
When you have a blog with a name like mine, you get a lot of hits from dog owners doing a Google search for “dog hates me” or similar terms. Naturally, it’s only people who care about their dogs who worry about such things. Last week, I got this email from a woman named Dawn:…