“Wonder what the pets are doing?” We would often ask ourselves that upon returning home from a day trip or longer, imagining catching them in the middle of a wild party or possibly passed out from the aftereffects of one last night. We still do that – ask ourselves what the pets are doing – even today. But see, since Andy died last Fall, for the first time in our married life, we don’t actually have any pets. They’re all gone. We come home to an empty house. Andy (eldest, Queen Kitty), Koda (The Mutt, Queen Koda) and Chuck (the boy cat, My Little Buddy) all passed away within the past few years. It’s bad enough when one pet dies but when they all go, leaving a pet vacuum behind, it’s really tough. We miss them all terribly.