On fur & mortality II

Dear Ruby,

I must have met you in 2014. That’s what I think, anyway. Time gets distorted in moments of grief and loss — and it’s not all that easy to track anyway. I know I’m saying this to a dog, whose sense of time is vastly different from my own… whose time on earth is too short. So short as to be almost cruel.

It’s said that dogs are nature’s perfect beings for living in the moment, for extracting all the love and beauty and deliciousness and play and sweetness and sunshine from life with none of the ridiculous habits we humans have: there are no grudges for…