Dear Friend,
This morning we have been running round, running round, getting ready. It’s a special day for flowers, presents, and a flowy dress. Everything’s fluttering, the flowers are bobbing - it’s all blooming!
Every now and then she checks where I am. I’m right behind her, of course. I always am. I mean, someone has to make sure she makes it out the door on time.
Love and purrs,
Jimmy