Walking with Grief
Last week, quite unexpectedly, I lost one of my Aussies, Thunderbear. He was only 9.5 years old. He was diagnosed with a large mass in his spleen, likely hemangiosarcoma (a highly malignant cancer), and...
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When Goodbye Comes
Lionheart had a good summer. He had a new companion, a feisty 20-year-old mare I adopted from a rescue. His coat shined and he spooked as usual whenever his water bucket was filled. He...
