Scratch loved us. She loved family, she loved being cared for and about, and she loved caring for us. Scratch also loved her fur siblings, and they loved her. She was their matriarch, and they were lost when she became ill. As Scratch was dying, Khaleesi (her blue weim sister whom she raised), Mr. Bojangles (her foster adopted brother) and Shadow (her foster adopted cousin) could tell something was wrong and often and in varied ways tried to communicate with us to help her. Khaleesi tried to comfort her always, but Scratch looked to us when she became confused and frightened. In an effort to comfort her in her last month, we celebrated Scratch’s life by remembering everything she loved and giving it to her in excess. Everyone in the house, and everyone whom cared for her, benefitted.