Here she is, hiding behind a rhododendron.....
|.....and under the Willow Tree.|
|She loves to preen in this bowl.|
|Her fluffiness fits perfectly in Allen's guitar case.|
|And occasionally she uses the bidet!|
|At first, she’s not happy with her new dainty shape |
and tries to assume her former fluffy glory!
|She keeps looking for her winter coat.|
|And thinks, “At least I’ve still got my tail!”|
|Don’t worry, Willow…it will grow back sooner than you think!|