In 1999, my cat (16 years old) was diagnosed with lymphoma and endured many, many subsequent trips to Tufts hospital in Grafton, MA. When it was time to let him go, I could not bear the idea of his facing one more trip to the hospital. I wanted him to die at home surrounded by his family and familiar smells and sounds. Because of Starwood, Chubby, and I, were granted this final blessing.\r
Dr. Baron will never know the gift he gave to me and my boy, but I will remember it the rest of my life.