This morning at the vet's office, a parade of assistants came in to say goodbye to Gracie. One of them told us about her boxer who died of cancer at age five. She said someone reminded her then that dogs don't have any idea of feeling cheated when they die young. They don't set goals or make plans or even conceptualize age like we do. So while it breaks our hearts to think of the future we could have had together, at least our little girl didn't look at it that way. She lived day by day, and I think we made most of them happy ones for her.