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I am not a believer in gods and miracles, nor am I really a believer in signs and spirits. But I do believe that we are all stardust and it is strangely coincidental to me that both my pups passed away while naked eye comets were in the skies, almost as though they came here to take them back to the cosmos.

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We spent the first three nights after Kwinn passed chasing Tsuchinshan-Atlas, armed with Kwinn’s favourite snacks and her window rolled down in the Jeep as we cruised the highways. It is strangely coincidental to me that while driving, Jillian found ceremonial tobacco given to me by Richard Van Camp many moons ago, just waiting for the right moment to be offered. It is also strangely coincidental to me that the clouds parted exactly when they needed to last night for the moon to illuminate the old house directly beneath the comet. It is strangely coincidental to me that, though I am not a believer in signs, after the comet set and I knelt in the grass, under the stars to talk to Kwinn and offer tobacco, that immediately after I wished for a sign from her, a dog began barking in the distance after an evening of no dogs barking at all.

I am not a believer in signs or spirits. But maybe I should be. The week she passed was full of too many little things that are impossible to ignore. Or perhaps it’s all just confirmation that we are all just energy and stardust, changing forms as we pass from one plane to another and maybe that energy hangs around just a little longer.

Thank you, Kwinn. For everything. May i see you and Kneesa and Dana again when I return to stardust and may a comet be in the sky when my time comes to carry me home to the cosmos too.

I miss you. 💔

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