Mel Snyder

A member of the Philip Greenspun's Homepage community since February 14, 2007

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February 14, 2007, on George and Sky:
I miss Kali. Kali was, and always be, the sweetest Golden retriever ever. Snow white at birth, she never darkened. And like the best of all dogs, she showed all who met her a love and loyalty undiminished by time. The other members of my dysfunctional family tired in time of her, but not me. She was my companion on morning jogs, even though I once tripped over her and broke my collarbone, and the second time, broke my fibula in two places. I loved Kali. While my kids didn't like walking her or cleaning up after her, for me, the time was always moments of love. I adored brushing her copious white fur. In 2003, when Kali was six years old, my ex and I separated, and I saw her only weekends, when I came to visit my children. Kali recognized the sound of my engine as I drove up the hill, and began to cry to be let out to greet me. Soon, my teenage kids had better things to do on weekends than to spend time with their old dad, but Kali always was delighted to see me. She would often ...