It's the day before Christmas. I just listened to Willem Lange read the story of Favor Johnson on Vermont Public Radio. It is my favorite tradition to sit and listen and clear my mind with the simplicity and purity of the tale. This year as I listened to the words paint their picture of companionship and friendship and generosity, my old dog lay sprawled half on, half off a dog bed across the room. He held my gaze through partially closed lids for the entire story. Merry Christmas, Pogo.
