May 4, 2022

My Girl was softly snoring and the late morning light spotlighted Bailey's beautiful furs. Her fluffy peacefulness made me want snuggle up against her side.

Later, I ran across this photo from 2020 and smiled at the gentler tones Bai now wears. Her rust highlights have melted into silver and her entire being has a patina that reflects what a treasure she is to me.

"You wear it well, Bailey, my love," I whisper to her. "You are my elegant one with such a kind heart."