Goodbye to Zipper

I’m sorry tonight to read Lindsay and her family are losing Zipper, their dog of the last 14 decade and a half. It would be hard to explain if you didn’t know me as a kid, but Zipper, more than any other dog, was the dog that made me love dogs. I always considered it a compliment that sometimes we resembled each other. From just before we met in ’00:

Borntorun–: umph
PlanetL—: wait’ll you hear zipper make that exact sound.

For Linz, you in 12/98: “I missed my dog. I’m glad I have a dog again.” To your readers — blog posts or not — “I haven’t written much about Zipper,” you mention — your dog was never far from what you wrote.