Last night my dog died. Over the past year I’ve been dealing with unemployment, financial difficulties, depression, and alcoholism. And last night I lost the one companion who’s been through it all with me. Yeah, it’s been a banner fucking 12 months for yours truly. I’d love to grab a bottle of bourbon and sink into oblivion. But I won’t. I won’t betray the memory of my little buddy by taking the easy way out. Today is a hard, hard day. But I’ll get through it somehow. And I’ll stay sober. That’s the least I can do for her. Rest in peace, Margaret.