Power Stabilized

Still Waxing Nostalgic

I was looking for a photo of the cats the other day because I might get another one of these Devon Rex sometime. On the left is Craig, an almost-sphinx, so named so he would feel more normal, and on the right is Kobi, who was extraordinarily brave. They were very people-oriented cats and loved to pile on me to sleep. On the other side is my Quiddity, a Neapolitan Mastiff with jowls so big they practically hit the floor. She came from a puppy mill raid where she was one of the mothers. Poor thing had never known grass and was forced to live in her own excrement. They tasered her to take her puppies away from her. They were the worst owners ever. Over a hundred dogs were seized in the raid. Some were so traumatized they could never be adopted out. Some were in such terrible shape they had to be put down. Quiddy had many physical and mental ailments, which we slowly worked through. But when she didn't want a pill, she would plant her big face on the ground and, with that massive neck, no one could pry her up. The owners had the gall to sue to get them back. If they had succeeded, my plan was that she would "run away" and couldn't be found (at my daughter's house).