10 years ago, a local pet rescue called to ask if I could take in a dog due to be killed the next day. We took her in, and it was not easy. Rin had spent her life in a puppy mill and had never gone outside, unused to everything. With time, she blossomed. Last year we lost her. Beard‘s first essay in this collection on death, grief, & love was about her dog who also died from a brain tumor. Heart punched by crystal brilliant writing.