Wednesday, November 21, 2007
To paraphrase Emily Dickinson:
"Zinc is dead--will you instruct me now?"
The jumpy pup I rescued from the County pound 12 years ago died suddenly yesterday morning. She was named Zinc because of the unusual metallic color of her fur. Both her eyes were blue and brown, blue on top in one, brown on top in the other. Everyone deserves a Zinc in their lives.
I hope she does not rest in peace. I hope she's animating some heaven somewhere.