The Joys and Grief of Adopting a Loved One’s Pet

“When I called my mother on the phone one early November afternoon, her voice was weary.

She’d picked up one of her cats, Isis, from the vet with bad news. The green-eyed tabby of unknown age had developed a tumor in her mouth that was inoperable. She had only a short time left before she would no longer be able to eat or drink.

My family home has always had at least a couple feline residents. But Isis was unique. She moved in six years ago after my mother’s best friend and my godmother, Jenny, suffered a major stroke. For us, as for many people who take in pets from their loved ones, Isis was a living, eating, purring connection to . . .”