May 8,3021: Poor little Winston is on high alert this morning. He was sitting by my chair as I was reading an individual’s lengthy minute by minute account of experiencing the prep process for a colonoscopy. I was laughing so hard I was snorting and tears were...
When my husband, Bill, died in August 2020, we had six pets- three dogs and three cats. The oldest dog, Tiger, a pug was almost 15 years old, mostly deaf, with vision reduced due to cataracts, and periodic problems with hip dysplasia. He had to be put down the week...
