Junie got some bad news at the optometrist this month. From perfect vision last year, to an entire point drop in one eye this time around, necessitating a pair of glasses.
She was not amused.
But, by the time they arrived, she seemed eager for them. I drove her to pick them up.
And to help ease the transition, bought her this classy carrying case, and a cleaning cloth and liquid cleaner.
Alas, she loved it so much she took the case everywhere, including to Grandma's, and during her time with her she left it behind at a KFC and it was stolen.
Two days after I bought it.
C'est la vie. I've already inquired about ordering another, but we'll see if she even continues to show interest. It's not really a necessity, and she's doing fine without it.