Katie #3 she's an old girl now, quiet and undemanding. close to the ground, short furry legs propel her not so fast. she's always loved her people gently. a little girl with fur, coarse fur perhaps, some come like that. her best friend died not very long ago, and she was frantic. not ready to be left behind in such a world. she looked for him everywhere she went, but he was gone. then she wouldn't eat or rest. it seemed her time had almost come. somehow i calmed her and her frantic search ended as she slept close by my chair. for the first time in too few days.