I was catching up on my Neil Gaiman journal reading, and felt the biggest smile stretch my lips when I saw this…
The picture comes from this post. Since he rescued the pup, some of my favorite posts on his journal have found him talking about how much he misses Cabal when he’s away, or how pleased he is to be back home with him. I mean, I already loved, respected, and adored Neil Gaiman as an author, but the moments he shares with his dog just push all of my fangirl buttons.
Because I tend to put the man on a pedestal and will start waxing poetic on his brilliance at any given moment, I think seeing a picture like this kind of humanizes him for me. Sometimes I need the reminder that he’s not an untouchable God, sharing his talent and wisdom with us from some unearthly sphere.
So, yeah, I love everything about that picture and, if he allowed comments on his journal, I’d tell him how happy and thankful I am that he is willing to post things like that. Instead I guess I’ll just read my favorite passages from American Gods and smile some more.
I’d read two of Gaiman’s books a couple of years ago but it’s only recently that I’ve started recognizing his genius
Love The Graveyard Book! Coraline and Stardust are next on my list.
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What a great photo! We have three dogs. I lost my 14 year-old long–haired, white German Shepherd 2 years ago. She was a sweetie.