Well, we start off with bad news, Smoke died. She was just too young and a stray, so there wasn't much I could do. So, I had to bury my son's cat. He really loved her. But, things happen for a reason.  We never know. Only God knows.

Now Jones is doing rather well. She is helping me write this post now. I had to let Freckles and Sister out, they were disruptive. Lol.

My dogs and cat are part of my family and they are like my children. My babies are loved. And spoiled. They are the sweetest creatures.

I don't know if I could have made it through my recovery with my Freckles.