...We'll beat this." "Will you?" "Of course." Those words were exchanged on a spring day after my dear friend, Cindy Groslie, was diagnosed with cancer. In spite of wanting to be optimistic, we both had been around the block a few times...

...kitty with an attitude, lived in a city crack house and was sent to the pound. She was rescued by my dear friend, Cindy Groslie. Our beautiful gentle giant, Jasper, was also at the pound. Both Biscuit and Jasper were scheduled to be euthanized...

...before coming to live with us. Ten days ago, we brought Papa Jack into our home. Papa Jack belonged to my dear friend Cindy Groslie, who passed away early this morning -- the day after Thanksgiving. Papa has gone from Cindy's loving arms to mine...