Since my wife Susan died last April, I’ve been I’ve been living on a corner of the Writers Block. Of course, miss her terribly. Strangest thing :two days after Susy passed away, I went about feeding the Q-Hounds — German Sheps, brother and sister. I found Champ dead at our gate, as if waiting for Mrs. Q to return and had given up. Remy, his sister, went into the back of the woodshed and refused to eat anymore. An empty house.