This is a hard one to hit "send" on. Many of you have been part of this community since Mo joined our family 16 years ago, latching onto to one of The Caped Crusader's hoodie strings at the shelter, then climbing onto his shoulder and refusing to let go. That's how she moved through the world - hooking onto what she wanted, and manifesting it. I am so grateful the kids got to grow up with her sweetness in the household - along with her tenacity. And that she was such a willing muse, as well We said goodbye to our little Bug on Friday. What a treat it was to love on her all these years, although we would’ve gladly taken a few more. She ruled this roost, equally bossing the cattle dog about while curling up with the corgi. She was a beautiful muse and studio companion, the loveliest violet tabby with a penchant for sunshine, watching Animal Cops, sleeping in Sals dog bed (she never budged), and helping tuck the kids in. She loved a good book, voraciously reading a...