We’re back from Chicago, after getting home at 2:30 in the morning.
Emily is a cute as can be. Right now she looks like a little twig. All brown and a little over two pounds.
You might remember the piece I wrote called “Prayer for a Cat,” in memory of our two-year old kitty who died of incurable peritonitis. (Who would think a cat could get peritonitis?)
Well her successor is ready to come home and take a place in our house and our hearts…