Lodi, WI-4/17/09
by Lisa Fichter
“A Dog’s Best Friend”
I mentioned her earlier, Camille The Cat. She had become very special to me in the first year of my life. I considered her one of my best friends although I’m not sure the feeling was always mutual. You see, I grew to be around 50 lbs that first year and sometimes I didn’t know my own strength. Camille was an old cat that much I knew. The Woman had adopted her from the Humane Society several years before I came to live with them and she was never sure how old Camille was. The Woman said of Camille that she was a good girl who never, ever, caused anyone any trouble. I hated to admit it but I had to agree. Read more…
