"We who choose to surround ourselves
with lives even more temporary
than our own, live within a fragile
circle, easily and often breached.
Unable to accept its awful gaps,
we still would live no other way. "
- Irving Townsend
I think of this verse, and the epilogue to
Kinky Friedman's Elvis, Jesus, & Coca Cola every time a friend loses a pet. Good night, Dusty. You were a sweet kitty, and there's a silly girl in Texas who only met you once crying for you tonight.