It’s National Dog Day.

I still love dogs. I had one (and two) for nearly two decades. I loved them both dearly, and I know they both loved me… although I still wonder how. Some days, I think those li’l girls deserved better.

Yet, they were mine. And they taught me how to love.

Cordelia and I formed a special bond at the end… after Aspen was gone. We traveled. We snuggled. We slept. A lot.

She understood my narcolepsy… and loved her naps too.

And I still miss her. Nearly three years later. I share my love with other dogs… I’m not ready for another of my own. I may never be.

Yet, I still treasure the moments shared with Aspen and Cordy. The good times, and even some of the bad—during which my li’l girls ate better than I did.

It’s okay to be sad they’re gone. As long as you’re glad they were here.

And I am.

Happy National Dog Day.