14 years ago, I found Spire laying in the hot summer sun with a wound to her neck at just shy of a week old. After a trip to the vet to mend her and some convincing to Mom, we took her home and nursed her back to health, and she was a gift of love ever since. She lived a thriving life full of cuddles, sunbathing, toys, and coffee (Spire’s favorite “snack”). She knew how to shake and fetch peppermints, and her favorite spot was lying on my stomach curled under a blanket.
Spire will be missed dearly. Thank you for being such a wonderful friend and companion.
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