Comfort

Had a long talk with Sage's breeder yesterday.  We talked about how Sage provided so much comfort to me.  She was my friend, always by my side, as I took care of my parents.  I remember going to see my father, a few hours after he died.  Coming back to the car and burying my face in her...

And Sage knew comfort.  She always sought out the plush bed, the warm fire, the biggest food bowl.

I miss her terribly.  I miss her comfort.

Murphy's Day.