brammie...

 A sad goodbye, I know I am not supposed to have favorites, but if I did, she is the very top of the list. I found her litter spread on a steep hill in my garden, just barely a week old, I bottle fed them all, always sweet, gentle, kind and loving, very hard to watch 18 years pass on in a day...

 

they all get buried in a bed of roses, planted under their own trees...