From the first day I met him as a four week old kitten in 1997, Harley was very demanding. He would not be ignored, and frankly it was difficult not to constantly pay attention to that sweet face and ‘luxury fur’. We got to spend 17 action-packed, incredible years together and he was spoiled rotten the entire time – always the best for my Harley Kenneth! So it should be no surprise that even when the time came for him to leave my side, I wanted the absolute best for him. I did my research and chose All Paws Go To Heaven (now The Pet Loss Center) to handle his after-death care, and they did not disappoint. From the first emotional phone call to the dreaded pick-up to the anxiously awaited return of his ashes, every person I dealt with was caring, comforting and every bit as in the moment as I was. He was treated in death just as he was in life…like a little king. With something like this, you desperately want to avoid regrets because they can haunt you forever, and thankfully because I trusted these wonderful people with my special angel, I have absolutely no regrets.