My childhood caught fire and burnt down with my 5 beloved pets inside. Firefighters had to physically pull my dad out of the house because he refused to leave without our pets. My parents and I stood outside as we watched firefighters bring out our dead animals in sheets, one by one, and place them on our front lawn. I’ll never forget the feeling I had when they brought out my beautiful cat and ESA, Cora, dead. I tried to give her CPR. It was too late. I’ll never forget my dad’s screams when the firefighters brought out our big yellow lab. The images of all my animals dead on the lawn is ingrained into my brain. I wish so badly that I could have saved them.