I loved this whole thing, but sorry you were not able to finish your blog. I'm not really anonymous, I'm your mother, and I can't wait for the end of the story! I love you!! BTW, Tater was one month short of sixteen when I had to put her down, last May, and she lived a very prosperous life, too! I believe the last two years of her life was lived with lung cancer, but she was in no pain, and she seemed quite content, except she moved a little slower every year after that. In the end, she just laid down and stayed there.