Daisy, the perfect cat. She soon ruled the roost at that vet clinic. She slept on a chair by the front door and stirred for no one. Not even the large Labrador or Great Danes that barked in her face loud enough to bring the roof down. Many people thought she was stuffed. Daisy knew [...]

Daisy, not wanting anything to do with those (disgusting) kittens that seemed to want everything to do with her, said the Others had to go. Little Buddy had not even gained the strength to jump well and The Skipper only wanted a little love. Daisy made it clear to them that she did not want [...]

In a rather serious tone and with tears being held back, “Mama. . . if a man goes blind his family doesn’t send him away. . . First, we have to leave our church, then we lose our friends, and Casey has to go away and now Daisy is gonna die! (Insert over-exaggerated foot stomp [...]

A week came and went while we watched sweet Daisy get more and more comfortable with her blindness. There were a few days, one or two, she seemed a little confused with all the boxes packed for the move. I kept her typical pathway as free from clutter as possible, but as she became more [...]