Category: Quint

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This Week in Beloved Pet Deaths: The Dog Who Knew All My Secrets

I wrote about putting my cat, Scully, down on Monday. And then today, I realized that my beloved dog, Quint, the one that I mentioned not even being able to write about yet, had died five years ago today. Seems like it’s time to start processing that loss. So, here’s a little bit of what he was like, my buddy,… Read more →

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The Gulf

I watched my children play in the sand while a storm came in, never quite reached us, but left us a rainbow that spanned the trees and the beach and gulf, all the way to the horizon. I listened as my children discussed whether the pot of gold was in the forest or in the deep blue sea, and where… Read more →

Tough Questions from Tiller

Tough questions this morning from Tiller. Tiller: Mom, where did Quint come from? Me [distractedly, and before coffee]: The pound. I realize what’s coming. Tiller: What’s the pound? Me: It’s a place where the government puts dogs and cats who live on the street, so they won’t starve and they won’t bite anyone. Then, people can come look at them… Read more →