A few weeks after Sadie died, I sat down on the kitchen floor, got drunk on tequila and tried to weave the pieces of her life and death into a cohesive narrative. It felt important to write a thing, to have some sort of tribute out in the world dedicated to a creature who was by my side for 4,813 days.
I had to say goodbye to Sadie, Wolf of my Heart, on June 5th.
It has been weeks and weeks, and almost months, and I am still heartsick and aching.
I want to tell you the story about her life. I want to tell you how she came to me, what she was like in those early days and weeks.…Read more