For as long as I can recall, there has been a dog in my life… As a child, we often had more than one. During my late teens and early 20s, I was often the “god mother” of a friend or family member’s dog(s) when I was not able to have my own. There has been the odd cat (or three), a handful of gold fish/betas, and the errant rodent (hamster, gerbil, etc.) over the years; my heart has always gravitated toward the canine, though… Last week was a particularly difficult one, as I said good by to my latest canine campanion – the lovely Wito left this world on 6/12/18. She adopted us over 11 years ago, and it seems a great deal more still in this place since she took her leave.