Ten days have passed since my last post. This was not my intention, but a dreaded event has come to pass that has occupied most of my attention. Our dear, sweet Limo was diagnosed with malignant lymphoma about a month ago and he responded well to therapy until we arrived back up at our cabin in the north woods last week. I am very grateful that he was able to make that one last trip, and he now rests with our other past pets in a special glade that I’ve maintained through the years. He did not suffer, and when he let us know that it was time to leave, his passing was mercifully quick and painless, and CD and I were with him and held him in our arms. He was almost certainly our last dog (at least one dog has been a part of our family for the past 40 years), and there is now a large, silent void in our lives. We still have our wonderful black cat Leo, and he is a great comfort. A part of Limo will always live on in our hearts. Farewell, faithful friend.