Wednesday, April 5, 2017


I sit on the stoop while Coco stands at the end of her leash, sniffing the air and resolutely ignoring our new friends, Casey the Bassett Hound and her owner.

"Oh, how nice of you to adopt a senior dog," the owner says when I mention that Coco was thirteen when we got her.

"Yeah, I mean, we love her," I say as Casey attempts to sniff Coco's butt, causing her to leap straight-legged into the air. "Honestly, though, Shibas only usually live about thirteen years, so we didn't really think she'd be around this long."
One year ago: Tiocfadih ar wha?

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