There's not more to say about that. The apartment right now feels empty.
I've been digging through all my photos now. I took so many and then left so many of them in boxes. There's a bunch I took before I got digital cameras, old film photos that need to get scanned or something.
I had this at my office. It was the best photo of Tehya and her adopted sister Page sitting together on a window sill (that was rare, Tehya I adopted first and she never got along with Page when I adopted her a year later).
Page passed away two years ago, before Thanksgiving.
I miss them.