“To every thing, turn, turn, turn, there is a season, turn, turn, turn. A time to be born, a time to die.”  Pete Seeger wrote the song, Ecclesiastes gave him the lyrics.

Life is turning. My dog Coco will be transitioning tomorrow as I hold him. It is his season. A life well lived, and a life to be celebrated, he has been a source of unconditional love and never-ending enthusiasm for the tiniest joys of life. He has been constant, and loyal and hilarious. I can’t even imagine the last 13 1/2 years of our lives without him – can’t imagine! What a gift, what depth of joy, sweetness and beauty he has provided. The otherworld is so lucky to get this boy tomorrow.