Today started with a sad news alert that music legend Meatloaf passed overnight. Before I got settled into the day, news came that Louie Anderson passed, also.
I'd quipped earlier that this year is going to be bad if all the humor goes away. I didn't mean it as a challenge!
Trying to keep spirits high will be hard without humor.
Today we lost Daisy, the last of our pack. 
She was preceeded by the first of our pack, Sport, who passed at home a few falls ago, and our later addition, Jet, who left us last spring.
We found her while fetching dog food and such for Sport. The pet store happened to be having an adoption day and gave us a border collie named Xena to walk around the store. She was sweet and patient and sat when we stopped, didn't tug at the leash, liked attention and was settled when we tended to our shopping. How could we say no?
Well, we said "no" to the name, and promptly changed it to "Daisy."