Today as I was making my dogs their dinner, I got a little teary eyed. You see, this time of year is hard for me. My grandfather, Pappy, died a year ago tomorrow. He was my best friend and my life long companion. He taught me how to garden, how to take care of our orange trees, how to cherish family and he passed to me his love of all animals. We raised cows when I was a child, and every evening, I would ride in the back of his truck filled with hay and old, rotten oranges and feed...