CarrollBlog 4.6

When you've owned a white dog (or cat I assume), even long after they're gone you still find their hair on everything. Your clothes (especially the dark things), the furniture, and odd places like a cup way in the back of a cupboard, or the solitary hair trapped beneath the clip of your fountain pen. After my dog Jack died and I'd find these reminders, it would make me sad. I would brush them quickly away and try to clear my mind of how much I missed my old friend. Years later, I...