
I've just heard that our longtime family pet Fritz (my parents' since I left home) has died. When he found us—maybe eighteen years ago?—he wasn't quite full-grown, but he was friendly, and he amazed us with his tolerance for riding in cars. There's so much more I could write, but I'm overwhelmed by sadness right now, so I'll just say that we loved him a lot. And we'll miss him a lot.