Cabal

Naturally, when I read over twitter that Neil Gaiman's beloved white German Shepherd, Cabal, had passed, my heart went out to him. I have been reading Neil's blog over the years and I can remember the entries of his discovery and eventual adoption of Cabal. So of course I had to read his blog entry about Cabal's death (here) & follow it up with Amanda Palmer's blog (here). And one comment in particular on her blog stood out to me, that is just so, so true:

TheWOL • an hour ago
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They come into your life, and take it over, quietly, while you're not paying attention, and fill it full of the most amazing things, which you only discover in bits and pieces and moments and hours, and never realize just how full of wonderfulness your life is until one day they have to leave you. All of a sudden, your life is this huge empty airplane hanger that's full of darkness and echoes. But pay attention, because on their way into forever, they've whispered to the world to send you another one, not to take their place, because that's not possible. But another one will find you, because you need them, and they need you.