Steve Lundeberg

Farewell and best wishes to my buddy Ruby.

Despite near incessant begging, I was never allowed to have a dog growing up.

My parents’ argument, which was not completely without merit, was that we didn’t have a fantastic setup for a dog; we lived near a fairly busy street and didn’t have a fenced yard.

Of course, it’s not like any hurdles we might have faced would’ve been impossible to overcome if the household’s decisionmakers had been willing, but I finally, painfully concluded they were not.