my sweet girl

This is an old shot, but I lost my Daisy today. She was only seven. Scared of little birds and full moons. A bit bigoted (she considered all cats to be evil incarnate and closed her eyes if she saw one). She loved her fenced backyard, but refused to go out the front door. Her favorite spot was looking at the world she feared with her chin resting on the window sill. So forgive my sentimentality.