It's been a tough week, with my beautiful little C heading off to daycare while I returned to work - I wrote about it here. And then to top it off my mum's cat had to be put down this morning. My brother and I picked her out as a kitten as a Christmas gift 13 years ago. I'm welling up just thinking about it. How is it that things so small and furry can make such a way into our hearts and minds?
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