OK Laurie, HBR DONE!
Years ago my X and I were in Stanley park and came across a black baby squirrel that was abandoned because the Mom got hit by a car. I took it home after consulting the Zoo staff and raised it for about 3 months, then took it back to the park and set it free. I called him Skippy. At the time I had two cats so keeping them separated was a chore.
Pushovers??? There must be a sign on your front door
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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