For the Love of Dog

Sometimes Love Requires Sacrifices

Rillo in the huckleberries — Photo by Wendy Cohan

Before this spring, the last time I adopted a puppy was in 2010, and most of my memories of my male malamute mix, Rillo, are good ones. He’s been with me through the end of my marriage, dislocation, travels throughout the West, temporary living situations in four states, and a series of boyfriends that he generously considered a mixed bag. But at least, he never bit…