The morning began simple enough. “Hi, my name is Joan, and I’d like to know if you can come out to the house and neuter my son’s cat.” “Sure. How old is he?” “I think he is 2 years old?” Her voice rises with uncertainty and I sense she has more to say. “Hmmm…...
It started with my tiger cat, Noel, darting out the door Saturday night, the night before Hurricane Irene. I was still in Kansas City, watching the news as potential disaster spiraled toward my shoreline house in Milford, CT. I had my dogs, Athena the German Shepard, and Malijah the Dalmatian (as the kids always...
When I was 16, I had a German Shepard named Neskya. She was in incredible dog! She went everywhere with me in my Mustang Convertible. She twice saved my life- once from four rowdy young adults on the isolated beach off Santa Cruz and another in a car accident. She would follow me to...
“It is big, black, lumpy, hard and growing on her underbelly,” states the client on the phone. I am impressed by the description. Encouraging her to continue, I ask, “And when did you first see it?” “It was a small bump, kinda like a black pimple, about two weeks ago. Then it got bigger...
