In this unique series,famous authors will write approximately the person who changed them forever. This week, Elizabeth Wurtzel discovers the pet love of her lifeI lost Augusta a year ago. I used to say to her: no matter how much you think I love you, or I love you more. So much more.
I met Augusta on 10 September 2003 at the city pound in Harlem. I ended up there after searching for a dog at the Humane Society and the ASPCA,which are all more pleasant. I wanted to love and be loved, so I was looking for any great dog whatever the age. I was thinking some variation on a labrador retriever, and because I was told they were sweet. But really,I supposed I would figure it out.
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Source: theguardian.com