ON JANUARY 25, 2014, about four months after I’d finished work on this book, Grisby died in the night at an animal hospital where he was being treated for pancreatitis (unrelated to his weight, I’d like to add). He lived for eight years and six months, and died a joyful dog in the prime of life, alert and playful, always happy, with little experience of pain or suffering. He was devoted and beloved.
THE GREAT GRISBY,
JULY 2005–JANUARY 2014