She Died With Her Tail Wagging

My dog died today. She was a Goldie, a beautiful, sweet, friendly dog. And a big pain in the butt. She was neurotic, afraid of clouds and chewed her way out of fence after fence after fence. Still, I loved her and she was a member of our family. When I think about death and the fraility of life, it makes me appreciate the time I do have with my family. My kids and my wife are so important to me, and I always want to take advantage of the time we have together.