Some of the best memories of my childhood are those involving the animals I grew up with. We always had animals, and they were some of my best friends ( Read more... )

I held him in my arms. Wrapped in a towel, he began to purr as the sedative kicked in. I held his body as close as possible, his slight weight resting in my lap. For a while he had done well on the hyperthyroid medication but now he had lost a considerable amount of weight, wasn’t eating or drinking, and had kidney failure. It was the end of a ( Read more... )