It's been only a few weeks since we put Penny down and I never realized that every time I walked in the door she was there and I greeted her with "Hello Small Dog!". Now I walk in, inhale to speak, then remember there is no small dog there. I don't know that I need a dog so much as I enjoy having a dog. For now, we are content to live in a dog-rich neighborhood and to scratch the ears of the neighbors dogs.
A right emblem it may be, of the uncertain things of this world; that when men have sold them selves for them, they vanish into smoke. ~ William Bradford
I finally realized that Life is a metaphor for Fly Fishing.