A couple of days ago, someone came up to me and said in a low voice, almost conspiratorially, “It’s worse than losing a person.” She isn’t the only one who has said that to me. I’ve told myself the same thing, because when you lose a dog you lose someone who offered you a kind of love and loyalty you never find anywhere else.
Gabby died at 4:45 a.m. on …
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