Your reply made me cry... but I'm not upset with you... I just remember my Mom being in the hospital and then in a rehab wing of a nursing home... when one of the hugely too fat cats wandered into her room and jumped up on the side of her bed, she grabbed the cat and buried her face in its fur, quietly sobbing... Her precious Jazzy was at home with me now, but love can be borrowed... They had (hugely fat) dogs as well that slept under the nurses station. They were pets that had belonged to former residents that had died. They try to adopt them out, but some just become permanent. The hugely fat part comes from the waaayyy too easy begging from resident trays. One huge yellow lab had a regular supper route! |