This is Tessa. The image has not been manipulated in any way, though people who know me will suspect that some kind of PhotoShopping must have been done here, since I am and have been for many years wind-up-in-the-emergency-room allergic to anything with fur or feathers on it. Tessa and I were pals, though. We met in November of 2007, right before Thanksgiving, and she lived with me from shortly after that until she crossed the Rainbow Bridge in September 2017. I remain allergic to other furry creatures, but Tessa was somehow a unique exception. Whew. (For an explanation of the sigh of relief, look here.)