Windy, cold, drizzly. I hear the neighbor’s large wind chime. Gong! Gong! FurButt Gigi has remained outside after our morning walk. She’s so sweet. ❤ The other day when I could not drag myself from the couch, so weary was my soul, she would not leave my side. She laid on the floor within paw’sContinue reading “Ode To Gigi: What Is Love?”