these pictures are from almost exactly 3 years ago. and i don’t have the digitized pictures of our early years, almost 17 (!!!) years ago. there’s a picture of her worshipping at my robert smith shrine against my psychedelic pink flower wallpaper when we were 13. and of her surprise 13th birthday party. and of the sassy magazine cover that we discovered had a model who looked like prince if you drew a beard on her. and of our trip to new york before 10th grade before she moved to utah. i have pictures with her mom, her puppy, her brother, her dad. her house was my second home in junior high.
but this is my fred. she is my best fred.
and today, she recovers from the flu, takes pictures with her new camera (macro mode for knitting shots!), snuggles her family, and turns 29.
i’ve said it before, i’ll say it again. she may look small, but she’ll kick a hole right through you.
i love you, you silly goat.