Perhaps it is because it is the new year’s season, and everyone is celebrating a renewal and a new start, that some people get to thinking about the aging process. Or perhaps it is because I myself am getting on in age (although the rumors that I had a pet stegosaurus when I was a boy are false). Or perhaps it is because I was musing about a well-loved dog named Dancer who lived longer than any other dog that I have owned and, if he had lived for one more week, he would’ve been 16 years of age. Or perhaps it is because I just saw a trailer for a movie called “A Dog’s Purpose” which is based on the 2010 novel of the same name by W. Bruce Cameron. It involves several stories about a dog who lives with an owner, bonds with him, helps him, then grows old and dies only to be reincarnated as a different dog with a new owner. It appeared to me that this could be an incredibly uplifting film except for the fact that one has to watch a beloved dog grow old and die over and over again.