When I first found Sandee’s blog in 2001, I was a misfit soul. I wanted nothing but what was best for me, and I didn’t particularly care how I got it. Reading through her entries, …

Last night Dennis and I took down PoRo’s room. We packed away her toys, her bedding, her bed, her clothes, her picture albums, her backpack, dance bag, purse, iPod, record player, laptop, tape player, records, …

All traces of Seth and Baxter are now gone from our house. Since Chloe didn’t want a new pair of rats, we’re going to throw out their cage and food and water dishes. I scrubbed …

Remember when Baxter got sick and died? Tonight, his cage mate, Seth, died. Less than twenty minutes ago. Chloe was with him when he took his last breath. She’s taking this pretty well, and he …