Thursday, March 16, 2006

Old Little Girls

"Big" Quimby is starting to show her age. And her eyes are showing signs of cataracts. The first thing she does when I pick her up is run down my fore arm and tuck her herself in between my elbow and rib cage. She often pauses and looks as if she is panting. But when I listen closely I do not hear any signs of respiratory distress.

Her little little sister appears to be taking care of her, often checking in on her while she is busy fussing about.

Mice show what is in store for the rest of us as time goes by...

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