It's not easy to take a picture of Samwise, so for each one that turns out there are usually fifty or sixty bad ones. He blinks. He moves. He nuzzles the camera. But it's always worth the trouble, because he just looks so perfect if you can get a good shot of him. Well, two days ago I got one! The flash didn't even have to turn on --- which means that his eyes are wide open!
Poor Samwise is having a hard time dealing with the loss of Manly and Olivia. He stopped talking for weeks and just walked around with a droopy tail. Finally, he started meowing again (he's a real squeak-pot!), but now he's lost a lot of his hair. He's actually pulled some of it out himself. Poor baby.
Elizabeth and I have been trying to get some work done on various dolls this week. Mom's computer monitor died yesterday, so we had to deal with that. I've had some time to research the Eliot Family a little bit and have found some fun facts. We're planning on a fun day tomorrow, but that'll have to be in another post. (Not to mention that I still need to post pictures of what I bought last weekend!) More later.