Play????? Max and Speckles play????? Max does not play because he thinks it's beneath him. On the very rare occasion that he decides to chase a piece of ribbon, he'll stop when I look at him as if to say "What??? I wasn't doing anything."
Specks on the other hand will pull out her favourite mouse at 4am, bat it around, then stand over it and howl into the night as if to say "Mommy, I killed my prey!" This used to happen regularly but not so much anymore.
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!
--unknown
Sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see
--Polar Express
Until one has loved an animal, part of their soul remains unawakened.
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