Hamburgers Unite!
July, 1996
I'm watching Homer drift into a nap. His eyes blink, close, snap open at a vague sound. I am nuts about Homer, the sweetest, most loyal dog on earth. He enchants me. I adopted him three and a half years ago, when he was 11. I'd hoped to have a year with him. Now I'm in denial. I secretly believe he will never die.Humans are good at denial. We read through the newspaper in a coma, past all the stories of genocide, plague and global warming. We don't wake up until we get to the gossip. Bruce and D...
