Me too! (feel better) - the way " a hungry Harold pondered his next move" reminded me of my sister's high school classmate, a bachelor who died at home (cardiac arrest?) and his mother found him a few days later - after the hungry cats had - done what pet dogs are said to never do - I cannot imagine that mother checking on her son and finding him dead - and I try never to remember this story.
Love the cat photo, though, and love Harold and Hetty and the happily ever here-after!
Thank you.
The "poor soul" is each of my sisters - gone! - while I, for no reason, get to live.
Death is no respecter of persons, cancer is no respecter of social class or wealth....
Oh no! Don't be sad. Harold was taken to heaven a few days later, reunited with Hetty and they both 'lived' happily ever after.
OK I feel better.
Me too! (feel better) - the way " a hungry Harold pondered his next move" reminded me of my sister's high school classmate, a bachelor who died at home (cardiac arrest?) and his mother found him a few days later - after the hungry cats had - done what pet dogs are said to never do - I cannot imagine that mother checking on her son and finding him dead - and I try never to remember this story.
Love the cat photo, though, and love Harold and Hetty and the happily ever here-after!
Carol, I just read your post. My heart goes out to you, you poor soul.
Thank you.
The "poor soul" is each of my sisters - gone! - while I, for no reason, get to live.
Death is no respecter of persons, cancer is no respecter of social class or wealth....