Scooby passed away on Feb 6, 2008 in his sleep; he was 17 years old.  He had a heart problem for which he was being treated for with medication for the past 8 months.

Eleven years ago, on the day before Thanksgiving, I was adopted by a grey and white Maine Coon, the most bedraggled, skin and bones cat I've ever seen.  He had been rescued from a forest preserve on Long Island where he had been dumped by a family that did not want him.  He had never learned to hunt and he was next to death by starvation when they found him.  I brought him home and named him Mumford.

On August 14, 2007 I lost my best friend! Nonna was her name and she was the prettiest yellow lab I have ever seen. She came in to my life when I lost my grandma and brought me so much joy.