Socks. That beautiful, sorrowful, sad creature. I miss him greatly already. He was diagnosed with advanced cancer of the penis and the vet recommended he be put down. It’s tragic really. Had they known or had they paid any attention, Socks would not have suffered for so long. He was dying a slow and very painful death and no one cared, no one fed him, no one eased his pain.

They were to put him down last week. God bless him. May his days always be sunny and his pastures green.