After 1 long week, and after her urging me to do it. Here is the finished product. So yes she’s a fighter jet, yes she’s her own self and yes she has her own mind. But seriously I just will never forget the one night I visited her at the base and I had walked out with one of her mechanics to look at a EPU cart. Next thing you know “bam!!!” We get lit up like it’s Christmas morning and I look back to see her lifting her chocks, and flicking every light she had working to track a mouse the happen to run across the front of the hanger. I get back and she’s moved herself back into the hanger and I placed my hand just on her nose to feel the very slight tremble. “Babe! You are like 400 times the size. Your fine, heck you could flick it and you’ll be fine. “
“Hon I know. I just don’t want one to chew a wire of mine and then I’ll be down for who knows how long, all the while not knowing if it’s still in me.”
Makes sense. Either way, I love her!!! She may be a fighter jet. But she’s my princess who’s alive and one hell of a fighter till she sees a mouse.