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Old Dog on a Golden Fall Day

Old Dog on a Golden Fall Day

Old dog sleeps longer than me now. I hear him, as I write at my desk in the morning, begin to shuffle the sheets. Even before I acknowledge him I can feel his eyes on me. I turn and wave. Words between us are no longer necessary. He could probably make it down the...

Afraid of Balloons

Some people wait for years to replace a beloved pet. Not us. When we had to put down Pisgah—my fifteen year old Cocker Spaniel—I couldn’t go back  home without her there to greet us. She had been through my first marriage with me. After my divorce, she was with...

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