One day in July, I began digging the hole. Moving 4 feet of earth — all the rocks, the roots, and about two tons of mid-Atlantic clay — is hard work. It’s harder when you’re digging a grave for your dog. It’s even harder when that dog is as good as Scout. Our neighbors at […]
One day in July, I began digging the hole. Moving 4 feet of earth — all the rocks, the roots, and about two tons of mid-Atlantic clay — is hard work. It’s harder when you’re digging a grave for your dog. It’s even harder when that dog is as good as Scout. Our neighbors at […]
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