One year

It was a year ago today that Edie came back into my life. She hid under the bed for three days, but now she runs the house.

Throughout the past year, I've picked up numerous claws and whiskers that she's left behind. A few months ago, I dug a small little puzzle for something to do. When I took off the top and dumped out the pieces, I was surprised to find this:



...whiskers I had collected when I first had her, from nearly eight years before.