. . . owning a dog always ended with this sadness because dogs just don't live as long as people do.
John GroganThen I dropped my forehead against his and sat there for a long time, as if I could telegraph a message through our two skulls, from my brain to his. I wanted to make him understand some things. You know all that stuff weโve always said about you?โ I whispered. โWhat a total pain you are? Donโt believe it. Donโt believe it for a minute, Marley.โ He needed to know that, and something more, too. There was something I had never told him, that no one ever had. I wanted him to hear it before he went. Marley,โ I said. โYou are a great dog.
John GroganA person can learn a lot from a dog, even a loopy one like ours. Marley taught me about living each day with unbridled exuberance and joy, about seizing the moment and following your heart. He taught me to appreciate the simple things-a walk in the woods, a fresh snowfall, a nap in a shaft of winter sunlight. And as he grew old and achy, he taught me about optimism in the face of adversity. Mostly, he taught me about friendship and selflessness and, above all else, unwavering loyalty.
John GroganHe taught us the art of unqualified love. How to give it, how to accept it. Where there is that, most other pieces fall into place.
John Grogan