Happy 2nd birthday, Q2! It doesn’t seem that long ago that you showed up, a new face on our patio….a skinny and hungry young thing.
You hung around for awhile, checking us out and getting to know us.
Keeping me company.
It wasn’t long before you made yourself at home.
Soon my beans captured you and took you to the vet to get you cleaned up, checked over and fixed, even if you didn’t think you were broken.
You tried to fit in.
You tried to win me over.
Following me constantly.
You’re a big goof ball.
I can’t imagine you living elsewhere.
I’m glad you’re here though, and my sister. Love ya, Q2 and happy birthday.