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Last month, when schools were closed and social distancing became important, animal shelters began suggesting that people could “foster in place”. I realized that, for the foreseeable future, this was likely my only chance to spend time with a puppy. I mentioned it to close friends and within a few days, a new creature joined my household. I anticipated many things such as chew toys, house training and the difficulties of integrating a new member into an established hierarchy. What I didn’t expect was the surge of memories of my first dog, now gone nearly eight years. It was with her that I learned how to train a puppy, about twenty years ago.

This is a lithograph I did of her at about six months.

I still miss her every day.

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