Beloved dog Shiro
You too are getting too cute
My autumn heartaches
In the middle of the night I felt Shiro breathing comfortably next to my body. It will soon be eight months since this little dog first ran through our home like a hurricane, making me wonder if he would ever calm down.
My husband and I thought we were never going to have another dog after our previous dog Saburo passed away during last Thanksgiving. Even the exciting trip to see the winter cranes in Hokkaido couldn’t erase the lingering sadness. It was Shiro that swept it away with his restless playfulness.
It will soon be another Thanksgiving, the first with this little boy.
