She Walked Into a Shelter One Week After Her Husband Died. She Didn't Plan to Come Home With a Dog. She Did Anyway — and Six Months Later She Wrote About Why.
Margaret's daughter had suggested the shelter visit gently, the way you suggest things to someone in the first week of grief — carefully, with an exit built in, with no expectation attached.
Margaret was seventy-three. She and her husband had not owned a dog in twenty years, since their last one had died and they had agreed, without really discussing it, that they were past the age for starting again.
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