Mr. Biscuit died at peace in my arms, with the taste of buttery chicken still on his tongue.
Mr. Biscuit is a 12-year-old, purebred Blue Point Himalayan.
No Friday Chat this week, but I did want to share this NYT article about what people are buying for their pets, these days.
I’ve never written for the Billfold before, but I am a big “Last $100” fan.
When hard times hit, people can apply for food stamps for themselves and their families — but they don’t have an equivalent way of feeding their pets.