This is a treatise on disability, how we treat others, and how we treat ourselves. Does the inner self match the outer self (again, back to disability)? As a disabled person, I completely embraced it. It made me cry more than once.

It’s also a treatise on how we change everyone we meet, for better for worse. The choice of how is ours.

You’ll be wondering (and if you’re like me, worrying) does the dog die? Click here if it’s bothering you:

no, no worries—or rather, worry not.</spoiler</>