“I’m part of a pet family,” writes Meg St-Esprit. “We’ve had a snail colony and a beloved bearded dragon named Ender. We’ve lost a hamster in our house, had an aquarium randomly shatter as we scrambled to save our beta fish, and our backyard is littered with dog toys from our two pandemic puppies. But somehow, we’d never faced the death of a pet until our cat Zuri had to be euthanized unexpectedly, at just 4 years old.” And it turns out St-Esprit wasn’t entirely ready for the conversation that followed, so she’s here with a little warning about something you probably didn’t know. Kelly Faircloth, Executive Editor |