“Warm summer sun, shine kindly here;Warm western wind, blow softly here;Green sod above, lie light, lie light–Good-night, dear heart, good-night, good-night.“–Robert Richardson (adapted by Mark Twain) In the words of my vet, after I apologized for making him go over the necropsy results for the second time in as many hours, “It’s hard to lose … Continue reading Dear heart