It is often said that we don't really choose our pets, they're the ones that choose us. I found out how true that really is a couple of weeks ago. My neighbor and dear friend Pam was taking a walk near a client's house the other week when she heard some crying coming out of a drainpipe. When she took a peek, she found a little abandoned kitten. Rather than going straight to the vets she brought it over to me at the cafe and asked if I wanted to provide the baby with a home. I was instantly smitten! Henry loves to be held. He's so tiny in my arms! This was the first time I held Henry in my arms. I remember Pam holding this tiny little bundle of black fur and feeling instantly like I had to protect the little one and give it a home. I won't forget how his meowing stopped the moment I held him in my arms. I think he knew that I could be trusted and that he would be safe with me. The decision was made right then and there. ...
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