I’d never been around cats or dogs from the same litter over the long term, so I had no idea just how different they could be from one another, even though they shared the same genes and same environment. Watching Charlotte, Emily and Anne grow up for the past couple of years has been an education for me in just how different they can be. I guess it’s no surprise considering how different human brothers and sisters can be.
I’ve already written about Charlotte and Anne, so you can read about them and compare if you’d like, but the biggest difference is that Emily is the friendly one who wants attention and closeness. In fact, there’s pretty much no place she’ll sleep each night than right on top of me. (On the right you’ll see an example when I woke up to find her wedged between the pillow and my shoulder, but she’s generally right on my stomach, back or side, depending on how I’m sleeping.)

They’re just images of past love, but I can’t make them go away
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Collective freak-out over tasteless shirt points to double standard
Children’s joy and innocence pierce my heart, bring me hope
Lens of narcissism is only way to understand Donald Trump’s crime
The things you do in life are largely determined by who you decide to be
Socialists miss simple truth that serving others will create wealth
Loss of everything you value can be a new beginning, not the end