Wives and husbands come and go, children leave, friends fade into abstractions on Facebook. The dog is generally there for life, all of his or all of yours, whichever comes first. Hunter, who died Sunday night at home and surrounded by his people, was there for life. It was really his second life, which began when I pulled his numb body from a freezing, half-empty swimming pool 10 years ago this month.
A groundskeeper at Sandringham House, a private residence in Norfolk where the royal family gathers every year for the most regimented Christmas fun one could ever imagine, remains in critical condition after falling off a riding lawnmower and becoming submerged in a small lake on the property on Monday.