My mother-in-law called in tears this morning.  Sammy, her dog for 13 years, died last night.  She knew it was coming, had even said if he died this weekend that she’d bring him up to Como where we are headed for camping, and bury him.  He waited until the perfect moment — she really wanted him burried there, where she has so many fond memories of spending time with friends.

So we’re picking up Sammy on our way out of town and Denise will drive herself up to our spot tomorrow.  We’ll have him in the ground by then, and she’s bringing a grave marker.  She would come today, but, giving soul that she is, she is spending the day with my sister, like she has every other Saturday for the last year-and-a-half.  Ever since my sister was diagnosed with colon cancer early last year and has needed help taking care of her young children, Denise has been there.  My mother-in-law.  Helping my sister.  Thanks, Denise, and goodbye Sammy.

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