As many of you know we lost our Cardigan Welsh Corgi last week. Max was almost twelve. And quite honestly, the best dog ever. Except for the final two days, I can never remember him being unhappy. He approached life with a joy and abandon I can only wish to achieve. Every single day was an adventure. Whether chasing squirrels in Central Park, posing for his fans on walks, herding the cat, or just sleeping across my feet as I wrote, he was always happy. And because of that, my spirits were usually lifted as well. So just a few moments to honor my dog, who is hopefully somewhere up there running with the big boys. Max, we love you!
Rest in Peace Puppy!