Ernie was my best friend since he was 8 weeks old. He had gotten me through a lot of times, good and bad. He was a fighter and endured diabetes, an eye removal before he was diagnosed with a brain tumor and I was forced to make the decision to say goodbye. Thanks to...
Going for walks just isn’t the same without you. I look around at all your favorite sniffing spots and see you in my mind and feel you in my heart, but I can’t shake this empty feeling inside. I have to believe there’s a place for all of gods...
Gracie loved chicken, milk, yoga (especially savasana) and chasing her tail. She never lost her kitten face, and never quite mastered the art of the meow. We were comforted by each other when we lost her brother last year; she brought joy and laughter through the...
Jasmine was an American Staffordshire Terrier (probably mixed), picked up as a one-year-old stray living on her own for a couple of months after devastating floods in northern Arkansas. She was skin and bones and full of cestodes. Obviously she made a full recovery...
