Saturday, August 26, 2006

150 of 210 : Goldie

Every morning started with The Howling. She’d leap onto Mom’s bed, settle, then begin: deep and quiet at first, quickly growing to a joyous, full-throated ululation. Two weeks before she died, she met a halfblood wolf at PetSmart. They danced together as if they’d been doing so for many lifetimes.