Call us sentimental, but we can't always help it. Saw an unusual cloud formation yesterday evening and shot a few pictures for fun. Had Kathleen look them over and pick her favorite. Sure enough, she went for the one that looked like our dear late poodle, Birdie, trademark puppy-cut and all. And then, like Birdie, it was gone, like everything else in this ephemeral existence. But it brings us joy in the meanwhile.
Do you see her? Facing to the right. All dogs go to heaven, you know.
