Cheers, Charles

Last week was the five-year anniversary of the day I adopted Charlie. Can't believe it's been that long - but I also can't remember what it was like NOT having her around. She is currently on meds both for a heart murmur and anti-convulsion, and after this weekend's haircut it's clear she has gained a bit of weight (solidarity, sister!), but still going strong at 42. (Considering that's only two years older than me, I should certainly hope so...)