My emotions are in a turmoil this week. It's no wonder.
The anniversary of my dad's death is this week. It's been so many years, 37, but seems like yesterday. Daisy died this week last year. Her birthday would have been this week.
And Penny came home to live with me this week last year.
We've been bonding here lately. I feed her, take care of her, and she helps me do embroidery. A fair trade, I think.
And her new thing - she absolutely refuses to look at me when I have the camera in my hands! Yep, terrible twos!