June 10, 2010
Well, it happened this afternoon, close to 5:30 p.m. B'ville time. I received a call from our son, 2:30 Anchorage time, that our Golden Retriever had passed away just minutes earlier. I found myself comforting him and asked that he and my husband have our furry friend cremated and not buried in the backyard. To heck with the fact that it's against the law; our other Golden is a digger, as was he. I don't want her digging him up. I was visiting a friend who is seriously ill. Went to writing group. Had quite a day.