The viral videos of animal shelter volunteers celebrating empty kennels as a result of all the adoptions these past two months are a rare bright spot amid this coronavirus madness. My wife and I find ourselves with an empty bed of our own, but it’s not due to adoption. No, it’s the result of the final magic trick of Poppy the Magnificent.
Her former owner had dreams of making her a show dog, but Poppy’s stage fright was legendary. Despite this, in her first big reveal, she somehow turned herself into a magician. It’s true her shows were strictly for us at first. Her arrival was a surprise for my wife, the result of clandestine negotiations in the hope she’d keep her (new) older sisters alive past their impending expiration dates. She did, the result of an incessant energy and joy for life that brought out the best in both of them.