Tuesday, January 15, 2013

A Man and His Dog

Neil Gaiman writes about the death of his dog. It's beautiful. It will break your heart.

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At 9:03 AM, January 16, 2013 Anonymous Mark P had this to say...

Gaiman's story sounds like my own with my dog Hugo. I found Hugo, emaciated and dodging trucks, beside a busy highway near Huntsville, Al. I took him home and put him on a waiting list at a no-kill shelter. By the time they had room, Hugo was mine. He only lasted five years before dying with cardiomyopathy. But he was the best dog in the world, and I can't think about him (gone since 2003) without struggling with tears.

At 1:19 PM, January 16, 2013 Anonymous Mark P had this to say...

I just realized I was confusing Hugo, who actually died from cancer, with Zeus, who came afterwards and died from cardiomyopathy. There's no way around it, loving a dog is hard.

At 2:25 PM, January 16, 2013 Blogger The Ridger, FCD had this to say...

Isn't that the truth? I cried just reading Gaiman's piece - and I cried whenever one of my pets has gone.


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