Stamford’s no longer with us, but I think of him every day, and I’m grateful that our paths intertwined. Even though I’ve never called a dog my pet, I’ve been forever changed by one. I’m kinder and more tranquil, though I still embrace my silly, mischievousness nature, and I find that I zoom in on a person’s emotions and react accordingly. I long for the day that my lifestyle will change and I’ll be able to have a dog of my own, but until then. I have the joyful memories of my time with Stamford. And joy, remembered or real, is comfort enough.