Thinking about Spring and Glen

We lost Glen a few years back in the spring. We thought we nearly lost her through a few bad winters but the tough old girl kept rallying. Glad I got to know her. She became so much more trusting of me and affectionate towards me in her later years and perhaps nothing will ever compare to her velvety ears and her huffy, demanding sighs. G knew exactly what she wanted, when she wanted it, and she was seldom denied. I suspect she tried to kill me several times and oddly enough, I miss her.