Returning home, I will miss Thanksgiving time with this little one. Who doesn't much want to sit with me, or with anyone other than Sarah, as long as Sarah is in the house. Who isn't allowed to jump down from a chair or bed because of her bad back. Who misses her two friends.
Who is reluctant to start eating but then enjoys her food when the first bite is presented on a spoon. Who may or may not settle down for a good night's sleep. (Last night was a "not.") Who is, I think, thirteen until her birthday next month. A very small rescue, who started out life with Sarah and Winnie as a foster. Who is very suspicious of men but who grew to love Winnie's dad.
Who used to be apt to snap when she felt someone was in her space, but who no longer has the energy to do much snapping. And the snapping is kind of missed. If she snaps, it's a sign that she's having a good day.
Who has the most excellent ears. Ever. Yep, that’s P-Nut.
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