When Catherine was 2 months old, we watched as she was wheeled from an operating room into recovery. As the surgeon laid a small stuffed purple mouse at the top of her bassinet, he smiled and said that she would be fine. That was the start of her love affair with animals. As she grew, more animals joined the purple mouse. The collection was so big that at night we would sift through the pile to uncover her face. As we shifted the pile, we could softly kiss her warm cheek one last time before turning down the lights.