some things are more important than art
Tonight is my last night with my furry best friend of 13 years. She was a runty, anti-social puppy hiding in the barn of my friend’s mother’s farm. She crawled out and sat on my feet. I left that night and came back 6 weeks later to take my puppy home.
Tomorrow, I will take my doggy home for the last time.
I can’t concentrate enough to write so I re-blogged a post from Byron Christopher about Dave Rutherford.