Today my thoughts are with my cat, Poe, as he undergoes surgery to remove a cyst. This delightful furry fellow found us 13 years ago while we were going to a flea market. His owner had already found homes for all his siblings and was about to take him to the pound. When I picked him up, he gently touched my face with his paw. It was at that moment that I decided we had to give him a home. That and the fact that I remember feeling sorry for him when his owner told us about how he would hang out at the junkyard all day foraging for food! Poor thing! Despite being an outdoor cat, Poe took to the indoors like a fish to water. He's been a great companion ever since. I can't wait to go get him and bring him back home!