Here’s the big, bold move: go do something your dog would have loved. Visit that trail they always dragged you to, order a burger they would have tried to steal, or roll down a grassy hill for absolutely no reason. Do it without them.
You’ll feel goofy—and that’s the point. You’re honoring their chaotic joy. As you lie there, grass in your hair, you realize they taught you to stop and sniff the air. Now you’re living their legacy. That’s not sad; that’s a superpower.
