Cassidy leaves us today only mildly dirtier and more roughed up when she arrived. We had a wild 3 days – befriending two Great Danes, barking at the birds, licking up stuff, you know, the usual. I only texted the owners and my vet-cousin-master-knitter Elizabeth a billion urgent questions – which ranks me somewhere between a velociraptor and a crocodile on the things-you-wouldn’t-want-watching-your-pet-list.
Look at how perfectly she fits right on top of Grisha! And look at that snippet of his woodpile in the background! Is it time for us to get a dog?