Ms Holly passed away earlier this year. I found this photo of her--and I think she looks pretty in this one. She was getting so old and creaky, that she lost some of her perk, but in this picture, I think you can imagine her eyebrows going up and her ears peaking just to hear what we were saying.
This week I am to take care of our remaining childhood pet, Kisa. He is almost 21 years old. I am so afraid he will die in between my visits and I will feel awful because I wasn't with him constantly. He is definitely living on social interactions and food. He eats a lot more than he used to. He yells a lot more than he used to.
All hail childhood pets for putting up with our growing and leaving, for enduring pokings and embarrassing photos, for being able to love us all the same.
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