And boy am I going to miss him. I was up for several hours last night and sat next to his cage and just rubbed his great, strong belly. I’ve massaged animals all over the world, and this is one of the most important and healing things I do, especially with abused dogs, strays, the unloved and discarded. I hate that it gives them hope and some follow me to a taxi, which rips the heart out of my chest, but I refuse to let an animal die without knowing human kindness if there is anything I can do about it. I don’t have the funds. But I do have the love, and they love me right back.