And the story of Grendel the family dog’s final days, my friends, is sad.
Scout’s Honor, who blogs about her brood at The United States of Motherhood, has been telling us about the gradual demise of Grendel. I’m a dog lover, but not a dog owner. I have a photo of two standard poodles in my office, and I refer to them as “these two dogs I used to know.” So while I don’t have a pet of my own (not worth it in a Manhattan apartment, and besides, the kids are messy enough), I guess I still have a soft spot for pooches.
Maybe you’ll think it’s a little much. Maybe my reaction is nuts. I mean, I don’t even know these people. But it got to me. What can I say?