Izzy shaved her head tonight. I’m so proud of her.

And I’m so sad.

As Todd helped her shave her head, I held her because she was nervous of the clippers. And as I held her, my cheek against that bald head, I cried. Big crocodile tears.

Doesn’t help that our littlest dog suddenly died today.

My tears are mourning Ahsoka, and hair.