This is the 41st drawing she did:
And this is the 41st stitching I did:
Nancy is not what you’d call a pet lover, though she will occasionally pat the cats or dog on cue. Our cats are bad to run figure 8’s around our feet, and I swear they are trying to kill or at least maim us. When Nancy comes to visit, the animals don’t completely disappear and avoid her, but they also give her space to walk, as though they understand how easily they could hurt her.
Here’s Xanax in his favorite position:
And Adonis having fun dressing up (he LOVES playing dress up, seriously):
And my granddog Otto, obviously a nervous, apprehensive sort:
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.
And there’s a pinterest board, too.