Goodbye, Lucy. You were never less than loved

Goodbye, Lucy. You were never less than loved

I went to the park Friday to visit a just-departed friend. The sun shone high in the brittle winter sky. A few inches of snow lay underfoot. It was her kind of day. I called her Big Dog and Monkey and mostly, Monk. The Monk. Her given name was Lucy. Lucy was kind and...
Gone in a flash: Saying goodbye to a canine friend

Gone in a flash: Saying goodbye to a canine friend

He was there, and then he wasn’t. The whole thing was like a wisp of a breeze brushing past me on a frisky, spring day. Yet the relationship lasted nearly 12 years. That’s what it felt like when Darby, my sweet-beyond-words Lhasa Apso, passed from life in my arms last...