Our eyes met, she backed up and growled at me, I picked her up and laughed. Lily
(Lil’ Bear) had been thrown over the fence at the Humane Society at
approximately 10 weeks old. I worked with her to prepare her for the perfect
home and she chose imperfect me.
Twelve years later here we are… most days I still give her space, but there are
days I just grab that fuzzy face and plant a big kiss on it. She tolerates me
and at times even comes to me for a little love.
She was diagnosed with stomach cancer. We are going to fight this as only two
feisty red heads can… with all our might. We would appreciate your prayers.
Sending you many, many prayers!!! Thinking of you and hoping that you are able to live life to the fullest every single day, Lily!!!