The Loss of a Dog

Bill Simmons lost his dog recently:

The day after The Dooze left us, our little boy woke up and my wife carried him downstairs to feed him like she always does. I was still half asleep and could hear her footsteps. Then I heard this: "Day-zee. Day-zee."

That part didn't make me sad. The part that made me sad happened three mornings later ... when my wife was carrying him downstairs again and he didn't say anything.

Sadie is only 4 and in perfectly good health (knock on wood), but it was hard as hell to read this.

I love my dog :)