By Dana Lovell, Minnesota
I adopted an orange-and-white adult male tabby cat named Austin. He was rescued from life as a laboratory cat, and his trust in people was low. Austin was gentle, observant, and reserved. He never meowed. Occasionally, he would look eye-to-eye with someone and express deep love without a word.
By Lois Stanfield, Minnesota
I have been in love with Afghan Hounds most all of my adult life. Many years ago as a young adult, I had an inner vision of a female pup that guided my search for a dog of my own.
By Sue Ellen Armstrong, Connecticut
What would your dream job be?
For me, it’s been opening my home and heart to healing rescued kittens and preparing them for adoption.
By Kathi Jacobson, Alberta, Canada
One beautiful summer evening, I went for a walk around our farm. Out loud I sang HU, an ancient chant that I learned about in Eckankar.
By Bob Lawton, Connecticut
My wife, Luanne, and I got our all-black cat Shadow when he was a kitten. After only eight short years, he started having problems that led to his passing. Luanne was devastated over the loss.
By Benny Callaghan, Minnesota
When I was a child, we had a family dog called Nelson. He was a standard long-haired dachshund with a dark-black coat and golden-caramel underbelly. He was beautiful and loved.