The word "heartbroken" has never felt so shallow.
Riley was the happiest dog. His previous owners called him "smiley Riley" and a wave of his curvy, fluffy tail drew you magnetically from across the room. He would gently lay his head your lap if you sat beside him. I was teaching him to "give kisses" before he got sick.
I still expect to hear his collar jingling up the stairs when I come home.
Riley reminded me of a pet's power to change our world.
He reminded me why I'm a vet.
In his memory, I'd like to share 3 lessons Riley taught me.
