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Low life

Memories of a departed dog — and of a different me

Bo was a terrier who believed her calling was in badger-digging. I introduced her to bunny-bashing instead

1 February 2014

9:00 AM

1 February 2014

9:00 AM

I shifted a chest of drawers that hadn’t been moved for years, and found an old photograph lying among the dust and the cobwebs behind it. I picked it up and studied it, fascinated by the alien light of the mid-1980s. A summer meadow. A terrier ring at a dog and ferret show.

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