Quinny’s been on my mind all day. She passed right around the time I started applying for this new teaching job. Now that class is about to start, it somehow feels more real that she’s gone.
She was a young dog, with a ridiculously rare disease. It still seems so wasteful that the world was cheated out of her quiet, joyful spirit.
I made this image soon after we let her go, and just didn’t have the heart to put it up until now. This thought gives me comfort, and I hope it will give others comfort too.