I hear this boy is an old soul. Somehow--magic, karma, serendipity, fate--Koven soon shall be entering my world. He affirms for me all that is good in the universe. I am filled with humility and gratitude for the gift of him--and I offer all the thanks there is to the beings who are sending him my way. Thanks, most of all, to Amy--and to Wister, Scout, and Honey. My Wyoming Women--Nancy, Cate, Amy--have endorsed this union and their faith in both Koven and me means the world. Here's to a long life with Koven at the center. Here's to sniffing the world. Here's to the universal translation of dog joy to human joy. Here's to long walks, regular hikes, and time in the dog parks. Here's to treats. Here's to possibility. Here's to life wanting to live in the midst of other life wanting to live.
Here's to Koven!
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