We’ve come to the end of April; the end of Zoey’s birthday-month. She’s definitely six years old now and I caught myself, this morning, thinking back to when she was a little mouse of a kitten. She was (and still is, of course!) very happy, playful, uber curious, and full of life. Early on everything she did sort of amazed me. As I learned how to best take care of her and gained confidence in handling a paraplegic cat, I realized how madly in love with her I was. Now, I get all sentimental when I think about “my baby” and look at old photos. My only regret: not taking even more photos!
Still a kitten herself, Lucy wanders by while Zoey leans in for a sniff of her sister. Look how huge Zoey’s pants (in x-small!) look! Ha! Also notice that there are two dog toys in this photo: a pink stuffed pig and a tennis ball. You’d think I had small children with the number of toys that are always strewn about our house.
Always close-by, Mya managed to get her snout into the photo. Zoey looks surprised – almost as if she was getting scolded for being too wild. I smiled when I came across this photo just now and can’t believe how fast the last six years have gone by.
I wish for time to slow down just a bit…to allow us all to savor each moment a little longer.