Being Pulled Through Fear
By a dead dog
I have been a dog widower for over eight years now. Hardly a day has gone by during those eight years when I did not think of her. And she shows up in my dreams all the time.
I have written a lot about my beloved wolf-dog but allow me to offer a very brief recap: She was a hybrid; part gray wolf and part Siberian Husky. We were married for sixteen and a half years…