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The grief is very fresh as we said goodbye to Maggie yesterday. She had a mast cell tumor and it spread to her central nervous system. We eased her to final sleep outside on the grass on a beautiful fall day. If you've been following this blog for a long time you know how important she was to us, if not, here's a little gallery of memories.

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In order to make Venice California more like Venice Italy, narrow walkways were put in the neighborhood. These are lushly planted and adorable.

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My friend Siobhan is a zookeeper at the Capron Park Zoo, and offered to give Fiona and I a behind-the-scenes tour. Here's the beautiful eye of one of the Visayan warty hogs.

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The funnest thing is when Stevie Wonder and Diana Ross are in the exact same position.
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There’s one person’s LiveJournal that I’ve read for the past few years. It’s really two people—they’re a couple and they live in Boston and they foster pit bulls. For some reason I clung onto them five or six years ago. I don’t know how I found them, but I check in on both of them all the time. I sent the guy a book he was saying he wanted. I hoped he'd write on his blog, "A mysterious stranger sent me the book I wanted," but he never did.

That was Fiona Apple, interviewed in 2012 (and excepted in the oh no you didn't lj comm). The sad truth is that the book never arrived--I had a mailbox at a check cashing place for over 10 years, and then they stopped having mailboxes. I switched to a UPS store for a few years before I realized that I didn't make a zine anymore, and I didn't really need a special place for receiving mail from strangers. Somewhere in that span of time, the book was sent but lost in the postal void.

Fortunately, a short time later, I posted asking if anyone reading my journal was in Los Angeles, since I was going to be visiting. I got a VERY suspicious email from someone claiming to be Fiona Apple, and it caused me to wrack my brain trying to figure out who was trying to gaslight me. After a few emails back and forth, I became convinced that she was who she said she was.

Which was fortunate for me, because Fiona was exceptionally generous, providing opportunities for my father, brother, and I to be entertained at the Largo theater in Hollywood. We even got to meet Fiona backstage:

ANYway you've probably read most of this before, and what I'm trying to get around to saying is, Fiona got me the book again.

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Thanks Fiona! So happy to have you in our life, and at our cottage.
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Jim surprised me by going belly-up for Diana Ross. This is how he usually greets Maggie, as an appeasement gesture.

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Alexis looks fetching in her Jonathan Coulton t-shirt and Fiona Apple sun hat.

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Fiona is shocked and honored that Jim is approaching her with his ball--he tends to bark at new people until he likes them. This is good stuff, him asking her to play with him.
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This blog's biggest fan was in town this past weekend, and really wanted to be in a 3:00 snapshot. How could I say no?
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