Today is Bucket’s birthday. She is seven years old.
Normally she is an equinox baby, but this year the equinox was yesterday. Maybe that’s why she was so cranky about letting me take birthday photos.
I tried. I did. She would not look at the camera no matter how I pleaded and waved things. I think she was shunning me because I brushed her first.
Ah well. She is not as much of a camera lover as her sister, but she’s still a pretty princess.
Happy Birthday, fluffiest of Fluffy Buckets!