Friday, May 30, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
So, I had to put one of my dogs down last night, which is a totally miserable experience if you've never been through it. The temptation in these situations is to think about all the things that you didn't do, focus on all of the bad stuff, all the times you didn't take them for walks, etc., so I'd like to remember a few of the good things:
- He was never left alone overnight. Any time that everyone was out of town, there always was someone that stayed at the house with him.
- He got to come to more concerts than many of you have probably been to -- I used to bring him to work at the amphitheatre with me. For that matter, he's probably met more artists than many of you have.
- He got to play in deep snow.
- He got to live in Venice, CA 8 blocks away from the beach and walk on the strand and play in the Pacific Ocean.
- He got to watch my daughter grow through her first 2.5 years and to be her protector.
- He got to lay on the couch (frequently) even though he wasn't supposed to.
- He got to sleep on the bed (frequently) even though he wasn't supposed to.
- He was fiercly loyal and protective and absolutely hated mailmen and trash collectors with a passion.
The one best place to bury a dog is in the heart of its master.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
We Keep Moving Forward, Opening Up New Doors And
Doing New Things, Because We're Curious...
And Curiosity Keeps Leading Us Down New Paths."