Happy 9th Birthday to my sweet little girl, Basil!!!

My babies were cuddling last night. Just holding each other. I didn’t help pose them, either, so that was cool.

My depression was bad again today. So my fake therapy dog decided to help me feel better with extra snuggles.

Got out the ball gown I made a few years ago. Baxter loves it. He just loves it when momma gets dressed up.

I made a subtle Pokemon wreath the other day. It turned out nice!

My sister gave me these earrings made from a painting my terminally ill dad painted with us in February. It made me cry and they are the most precious gift I could get this year.

My gentlemen picked me up the other night after seeing Wicked for the second time. It was a great evening.

Hugging mommy after running away immediately after an ice storm. He was cold and tired when he gave up and came back up the hill.

Buttercup found her way into the tree bag.

Tucked my Baxter in so I could wrap presents without canine assistance. He still supervised, but didn’t help.

Guess my first bluesky post is going to be about my littlest cat, Buttercup.