I think about my dog dying a lot. Too much. My dog is four years old and in good health. We have many years together ahead, and yet I think about her passing regularly. I don’t do this with the people I love, even those that are reaching old-age. I fear losing them but the fear of that future loss doesn’t haunt me.

Given the above it is becoming clear to me that I’m somewhat of a masochist. My favorite comics to write are the ones that make me cry. I am however not a sadist and while I know that some of the comics I share with the world will lead to tears, my real hope is that they will also bring about some sense of catharsis.

I feel like opportunities for catharsis are lacking when it comes to dogs passing on. When a person dies there are normally other loved-ones to share the loss with, there is a well attended funeral at which you can pass on memories and condolences, and even people who didn’t know the deceased will express their sympathies and understand your grief. The same is not true when a dog passes. You and your close family share that grief alone. My hope is that the comics I write provide an opportunity to share that grief with a wider community, and let people know they are not alone.

After publishing “heaven” this cathartic effect was somewhat confirmed to me. I received many messages from people who’s dogs had passed away, both recently and some time ago, telling me that while the comic made them sad, it also brought them comfort. I don’t think this is because I’m an excellent writer, I think it is because simply seeing the topic addressed by someone who cares about their dog the same way you do about yours is liberating. But whatever the reason, this kind of feedback is the best I could ask for.