On January 11, 2021, I lost my best friend. She passed at home, peacefully, and I was with her, holding her, and letting her know that it was okay to go, to play ball, and run around again like a little nut. My biggest fear was that Munchie would pass alone, and afraid. I'm grateful that she didn't.

Munchie entered my life on February 9, 2003, she was 18 months old. I remember that date like it was yesterday. I left my residence to go see a movie, then partway there, changed my mind, and just went for a drive. I somehow ended up at the Humane Society of Greensburg