Mrs. Pierce, My New England Mom

Dear Mrs. Pierce, You & Eric were scheduled to leave my place on Prospect Avenue at least an hour ago. Instead, the sun is setting and I’m waking up while lying on the glossy hardwood floor. Looking up, I see you and Eric on opposite ends of the blue couch, both asleep. In fact, we…

Charlie Forever

Dear Son–Charlie, We could not even see you at first. You were curled up in the back of the cage, behind the other really cute cat that everyone wanted. After he was pulled out, your first human Mom and I peered in, seeing you looking so helpless, eyesight obscured by redness. You looked so sick….