I have written often about the loss of Lola last winter. But I am lucky to still have my beloved Lucy, who is 16 1/2 years old. She has been with me for the past 12 years and I love her.
Lola was a character, Lucy is a great pal. I think she's suffered as much as we did when Lola died. She seemed very lost for a long time. She follows me around a lot in the loft, something she never did when Lola was alive. I think she may feel lonely when she is left alone now. But she runs down the hall from the elevator to our loft like she's a Greyhound and it's hard to believe she's as old as she is.
Life would be much sadder without our beloved animals. Here is Lucy, this past August, in Fort Greene Park. People often comment that it looks like she's smiling. That was the first thing I noticed about her, when I saw her photo on the internet.