Monday, October 03, 2011

Farewell, dear friend

A dear friend of mine died today. She was about 11 years old, near as we know. I thought she had a bit longer to go, but it turns out that isn't the case. I'm writing a bit about her life, partly in homage, partly to assuage the guilt I feel for being so distracted by my family that I wasn't a better friend to her the past few years. She was an amazing dog, and she traveled with me through a significant part of my life. She will be sorely missed.

The Early Years
Big Transitions


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