02/18/2010
Sierra died yesterday. She arrived in the neighborhood eight or nine years ago – a happy stray looking for a forever home. We made eye contact and she moved in immediately. Over her tenure as chief dog in our household and office, she tirelessly greeted clients as old friends, showed great discretion (she loved all of our clients because all are worthy of love), and entertained us with her generous tail wagging and toothy lab-mix grin. In her last days with us, she continued to teach me much about what is important and how to die with grace. And in turn, I promised her that I would remember the lessons she imparted…that it is important to take time to sniff the air and to chase squirrels at least once every day. And that eating should be a cherished activity, especially among those one loves.
I am so sorry. I wish we and our pets could all take the train on the same day.
Thanks, Sue. We are coming up to the one year anniversary of her train’s departure. I have to admit that I don’t miss the “work” of having a dog, but I miss her presence and her joy.