Wonderful heartfelt story, thank youI remember visiting my grandma as a young lad, she was cooking chicken. I asked, "Oh good, are we having chicken tonight, she replied, "No, this is for Bozo (her dog)."
She was a huge animal lover, I remember walking the woods in Holland Michigan with her as a boy. She would place all the left overs from the night before in the woods to feed the animals. Magical memories. She also was a huge factor in developing my love for reading. Gosh, I miss her.