The Mindfulness Bark
During this time, I came home from school one day to find a beagle puppy waiting for me. Only a week later, I came home to my mother’s heartbreaking news that my father had died. Years later, she shared with me that a therapist had told her to get me a puppy to help with the suffering that was to come. I bonded something fierce with that beagle and, ever since, I’ve been a philocynic—“one who loves dogs....