How it started:
How it’s going:
She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s for the chop on Tuesday – she’s having all her lady bits cut out – good riddance. My daughters will be envious.
I realized today that Maggie’s whole life has been spent in warm weather, or as near as. She was born at the end of August near Gisborne, so she’s never in her life experienced a winter. So strange. I guess the same is true of human babies under a year of age but since they’re barely sentient it seems less mind boggling.