You see this is where Abby spends her morning.
Yesterday she was at the Vet's being treated for what we hoomans
would say was a colonic.
It makes one realize the fragility of things.
It made me anxious and fearful.
It made me realize that as much as I would like
to stop time, I can't.
Abby is neither young nor super old.
But she is 13.
Where did that time go?
None of us knows what lies ahead,
but we all know where it finally leads.
But for today, I will push that thought from my mind.
Here Abby is today.
Sitting right where I can see her.
for many more mornings to come.