Today is my 15th anniversary with my beloved Mr. Bullet (my best friend and trusted knitting assistant (of sorts)). I can't believe it's been 15 years since he first came home with me from a shelter in Elgin, Illinois. I was a senior in college back then (and I drove across Chicago to adopt him because the local shelters wouldn't adopt to students). So much has changed in those 15 years. He's been such a steady rock for me in those years.
The picture below reminds me of one of my favorite times with Bullet. (Do you see him about half a block ahead of me?) It was during the Snowpocalypse last year. We were shut in the house for days but managed to sneak out of a few hours for a walk through the streets (literally) of Capitol Hill. He had such fun romping in the snow, and the whole world felt so peaceful.