I present for your gentle perusal A Three Dog Life by Abigail Thomas.
Perhaps I found this memoir particularly memorable because Thomas has her three dog life without a husband as I have mine.
Thomas's husband suffered severe brain damage when he was hit by a car while out walking one of their dogs. As a matter of fact, the dog had gotten off its lead and her husband, Rich, was chasing the dog, who had run into the street. The dog was not injured. Rich was.
Rich eventually had to go to a nursing home to live, leaving Thomas to live and write with her three dogs for company. These vignettes -- appropriate that a memoir would be vignettes because isn't that how our memories come to us? -- are funny and sad and sweet and sad, but ultimately help the reader go on with the tumult of life.
Rich, at the time this book was written, was able to come home once a week for the afternoon.
My husband will never come home again.
Infinities of love,
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