The Cat with Magic Ears
It was the middle of July in 2016. I had just walked in the door from work. Renee was 11 months out from her heart transplant, and I was running a day shelter I had founded. It had been a…
Hopeful in spite of the facts
Hopeful in spite of the facts
It was the middle of July in 2016. I had just walked in the door from work. Renee was 11 months out from her heart transplant, and I was running a day shelter I had founded. It had been a…
On the 8th day, I’m grateful for my cats. I debated whether to do this one, but it’s too true not to: I love these damn cats. First there is Felix, a standard grey tabby, who looks like literally every…