March is a cat-focused month. Brandi and I got Luna in February of 2008, so March is usually when we end up taking her in for her annual checkup. She’s 17, so there’s always some anxiety involved—for her and for us. But, other than a few teeth that were cracked and needed to be removed, all the news was good. Which wasn’t exactly a surprise, as she looks and acts as young as ever, but a relief nonetheless.
And a couple of fun shots taken during a night out with friends. I haven’t been doing a great job of taking photos lately—a function of so much time inside, in the same environs, during the winter—but I’m hoping to do better.
The Commaphile 