Special RIP

Amy's dog, Dorsey, was put down yesterday. He was 13 and in failing heath. I never got to know him when he was healthy. When Amy and three of her friends shared a house years ago, they all got dogs from the pound. Dorsey was the last of the four to go. Everybody rallied around so we had a houseful of mourners. A nice grave was dug in the backyard with a blackberry bush planted on top.