The snow has disappeared just as abruptly as it came . . . but Tilly doesn't mind, for the world is full of sticks to chew and birds to chase and mud to muck in and pony dung to sniff, which is all it takes to gladden her heart. Now if only I was so easy to please. There is much to be learned from a little black dog, such as the arts of joy and living fully in the present. Tilly, my little zen master. Our morning walks, a meditation and a prayer.