Andy

Andy died on July 26. He would have been 17 in November; we thought he might not make it to that birthday and he didn't. He was our fur kid, our Andy, our little guy. Caring for him was woven into the fabric of our existence since he was 12 weeks old. He was such a bright light. He was awesome, he was amazing, he was ours, and we miss him beyond words. Saying goodbye was impossibly hard but we did it because he needed us to. Dr. Nash was wonderful. She was kind and compassionate to both him and us and Andy's brother Spencer, and was everything we needed her to be. We are grateful for that.