Duncan

Duncan was demanding I pick him up this afternoon.  I did.  But that did not make him happy.  I finally figured out that he wanted his sweater on.  He was cold.  He is so tiny, only weighs in at 4.5 pounds so he gets cold.  Jock does too, but he refuses to wear a sweater.  He will even growl at me if I try to put it on him.  Abby as like that except when it was really cold.  Then she wanted her sweater.  I miss her every day.  I miss Daisy too.  Every time I lose one of my friends, they take a piece of me with them and I never really recover.  But I would never have a life without them.  It would be too bleak.