It seemed like he had gas, with difficulty breathing. They whisked the 10-yearold, 70-pound dog to the vet. He succumbed to bloat on May 20. Questioning themselves about how this happened made Cayman’s unexpected departure immeasurably difficult. Their house no longer felt like home.

We never know how long we may have with the special animals in our lives. We take a chance, and tempt fate, when we open our home and heart. Whether it’s a year, ten or even 100, it would never be enough. Some friends and even family members don’t understand when our pets depart.

Sweltering weather has taken leave. Daylight savings’ time has kicked in. Pet events consume your dog’s social calendar- --and your’s! In celebration, you might have purchased your prized pooch a new collar and lead (NONretractable, I hope), or acquired some canine couture.