You stubborn bitch. But who can blame you. You arrived after living a life with a lovely family, joining us on our new adventure. Four kids, too many cows, lots of grass-fed beef and a new way of living. You took months to get used to the kids. You took months to get used to the new puppy. You took months to understand all the barn cat and chicken kitten business. Yet you kept on keeping on. So much to learn when all you wanted to do was walk to the mailbox and back, meet the people who visit the farm and eat some bunnies. This is the life. Never once did you complain. Moped a bit, but never complained.
You loved those kids.
Always by them.
Even on their first day of school.
Or when Zelie learned where the dog food was kept.
Snow didn’t bother you.
After a year or two, the siamese finally got a cuddle.
But you always worked together for table scraps.
Sorry they dressed you up for the pool. You love the water, they wanted you to be safe.
Thanks for the portrait, Z was going through a Monster High stage. Scary.
Ears flapping, he loved you so.
Or a belly rub.
Always up for cuddles from small children.
We love you so. We miss you so.