Six.

There are days when lunch is just lunch. And then there are days like today, when you’re one on one with an angel, and she knows *exactly* what she wants to be when she grows up, and that’s a vet, because she loves animals and will help them, but also kill them sometimes – not the mean kind of killing, but the “have to” kind of killing. And you simultaneously can’t believe that she’s already six years old, and that she’s only six years old.