Remembering Batman (2004ish-2019)

Before we both turned grey. (2007)

I adopted Batman only a month after I “adopted” my now-husband Jun. When Jun and I went to meet Bat (then Lucky) at his foster home, he seemed entirely uninterested in me but curled up in Jun's lap. I wasn’t sold until the foster said, “Look, the sooner someone takes this one, the sooner I can pull another one from the euth list.” And with that, I stuffed this furry little stranger into my Sherpa bag with the tag still on it, and we took a quiet, mildly awkward trip home on Metro North, as if on a business trip with a colleague I barely knew.

That night I tucked him into a doggie bed on the floor next to my bed, and when I woke up the next morning, I found Batman pressed next to me, nestled under the covers. So began thirteen years of living with a dog who knew exactly what he wanted and didn't hesitate to get it.

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