Have I told you how much I love having a BIG dog? This week was the anniversary of our last dog, Harika’s passing. It was, in some ways, the saddest day of my life, but I think I was sadder when it became clear she was sick and not going to get better. I had a month to say goodbye, which was sad, but sufficient. Meanwhile, we are raising this large Italian hunting dog. Berlino is likely 60 pounds now, nearly twice what we had expected. He’s not fat at all: a muscle-man. I couldn’t let all that dog culture Harika taught us go to waste. I mean, we KNOW what dogs like: food, love, being with us. On Tuesday we all went to Florence. |
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