"She arrived with her name, Trixie.” Koontz remembers. “I joked sometimes that it sounded more like a stripper than a dog. The more I watched her she seemed to be the embodiment of grace and more. I kept being changed by this dog, by her exuberance. It opened my eyes to how much I started turning off the beauty of the world out of busy-ness."
One of those intense looks»