My Best Friend

The summer sun is beckoning, the kids are off on various activites, my lovely wife is at a writer's workshop in upstate New York, and I am alone with my best friend, who's eager to go out.

As the oscillatory frequency of her tail-wag accelerates, I am reminded of the incredible value a pet can have to those who are homebound or alone. Their companionship brings a smile and a momentary interlude to the monotony of chronic illness. They force us to get up, to get out, and to greet each new day anew. All while asking very litle in return.

--Wes