A tribute to our buddy Calvin

Last night, my parents and sister said their final goodbye to their basset hound Calvin, who was suffering from cancer. It doesn’t feel right to call him “their” basset hound, because Mustafa and I have always felt like Calvin (and Audrey, his sister and sidekick) are our dogs, also–they adopted the dogs right before we graduated from Stanford in 1998. Calvin had a little crush on me for awhile, but he idolized Mustafa, and Mustafa thought of Calvin as his special guy. I love my Lola, but I can honestly say that Calvin was the sweetest, goofiest, and kindest dog in the world. He never stopped wagging his tail, even to drink water, and he made friends everywhere he went. All of us miss him terribly (most of all Audrey), but he’s for sure in doggie heaven, eating tons of greenies, and as always, wagging his tail.