These are two of the loves of my life. I am touched by every moment they share with me. When I'm away from home, I long for them. They have changed me.
Today I read a book that was written by a dog. Well, not actually by the dog, but she was the inspiration. I purchased the book 2 years ago, and as I am currently unpacking my office, I sat for a moment to re-read it.
Author Dean Koontz had a golden retriever named Trixie. She was a retired service dog, and she was quite a girl. In 2004 he published a book all about her. It's made up of lovely photos and silly "dog speak" and it's touching, especially to people familiar with goldens. After reading it today I thought I'd look them up, to see how Trixie was doing. Sadly I found that Trixie was laid to rest on June 30, euthanized due to a catastrophic battle with cancer, at the age of 11. Reading her "words" and seeing her lovely face, made me think of my own golden girl, just five years old, and I was moved to tears. How do they do that to us? They're only dogs. And if I'm this attached to a furry friend I was given as a gift, what will I be like when I actually give birth to a human? I'm excited and anxious.
If you'd like to read about Dean and Trixie Koontz
If you'd like to read about Canine Companions for Independence
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