She was certainly special.
None of the others have been near as trusting [or spoiled] as she was.
Currently, there is some strange white spider with a fat butt living out there.
It keeps jumping into the sink, on purpose.
No idea why but the last time I fished it out, it stood on the edge of the sink and defiantly threw a strand of silk to the inside corner and zoomed back in again.
At this rate, I have doubts it will live long.
Hubby is not as mindful of ‘checking’ before he turns on the water, as I am.
Yeah I don't think that one will make it long.....