Apparently I go into withdrawal if I don’t take photos regularly.
I hadn’t touched my camera since the wedding almost nine days ago and I was getting a little sad and loopy. It really is the best therapy.
So today Mitzi was my subject again because no one else was around.
This feather on a stick is literally the best $20 I’ve ever spent… it used to have three feathers, now there is one.
Because we use it every. single. day. And it’s intense.
This kitty is a hunter extraordinaire. I wouldn’t want to be a rodent, bird or insect within 20 feet of her. I’d be a goner.
Since we don’t have any of the aforementioned critters in the house (except a few stray ants and flies), Mitzi reminds me every night that it’s time to play. If she thinks I’ve forgotten, she’ll go find it and rattle the bell until I come
The Model Bride
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