Fat feet running

I have always loved watching Darby run toward me.

From the very first day:

...until now:

Something about those fat, round feet reaching out to grab the space between us and put it behind her, makes me smile.


P.S.  I just noticed that Darby's ears are standing up in that first photo taken on the day she came to live with us.  But, as anyone who has read my various posts about ear-angst will know, they weren't standing up,  they were flopping up as she ran.