Started Annie’s Tribute, as Terry, Max and Jasper took her for her last appointment early Tuesday morning. She was nearly 16, and only just managing the stairs, and not much else. So we are dog-less, and I am sure Terry misses her ‘presence’ which took many forms – olfactory, spacial, and special object-leavings.
Work is building up, and Mary is already amassing her pottery, and starting her paper clay process. I am playing with the slips on the cast standing babies, and want to make a forest.