December 2010
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Our old dog, Dr. Pemberton, is dying.
Well, let me rephrase that: Doc has always been dying. He’s been old ever since I met him when I started dating my now-husband, Nat, five years ago, when Doc was around 10. When Doc was around 5, he broke his back and couldn’t walk for a year but Nat (with the help of his lovely family) was able to rehabilitate him so he can use all four legs,...