How do I know that I’m getting older but still need some baby love sometimes? Louise went to the vet to get “fixed” last week, and I missed her like crazy, and also worried about her like a mom taking her child in for a procedure would. Okay, not quite as much, but still. I was anxious.

It was 24 whole hours (I know), but the relief I felt when they called me to tell me everything went well was palpable.

To say the two of us have bonded is a bit of an understatement.

She did great, and came back home where she belongs….on my lap.

She’s my baaaaaby.