Goodbye to Maya, My Beautiful Dog

An ode to my puppy and the human-canine relationship

There’s no puppy like snow puppy

The first day, I cried while picking up shit.

After we got back from the vet, I decided to clean up Maya’s stuff — better to deal with all of it now — and that included scanning the backyard for poop. For most of her life, she stuck by “don’t shit where you live” (mostly). But when the…