“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe we’re doing this! Here’s what’s going on: All of us critters sneaked into Kim’s office and put our paws and wings together in telling you something very important.
I feel so alone. I’m an elderly woman, and I’ve had major losses in such a short time. I feel the need to reach out to you for consolation and, I suppose, hope.
My name is Baby Deer, and recently, since it was so mild in December, I guess I got a little bit confused and more than a little excited thinking spring had arrived early. Oh yeah! I guess you can blame it on being very young.
This is my story, and I’m so excited to tell you, so pull up a chair and get cozy. My name is George, and I’m a very young, vibrant, strong, exuberant German shepherd. I was taking my mother for a walk through the woods recently.
The question we have is for Hercules. He was left to die tied to a tree in a field. The SPCA was notified and rescued him. Apparently he was a couple of days short of death.
“It was early May when I put the call out to a young man called Joey to rescue me from a pet store I was living in. This is how I orchestrated my plan: Joey’s intuition told him to go to Port Hope to get some gas.
