As everyone knows, live long enough and you eventually develop something, and in my case, at 13, it was hyperthyroidism. But no big deal – all it takes is a daily pill to control it (also, I have vet care support for life). I always lived with mom (the last few years in assisted living), but when she could no longer give me the care I needed, everyone agreed a new home needed to be found. I’ve always been a loving, playful lady, but they say I’ve gotten shier since losing my doting mom. So here’s the deal, you give me a pill a day and I’ll give you all the love I’m itching to share!