Quiet distraction

My family headed down to NY for my Grandmother's funeral. She was 99 years old and lived a good life, and we'd all been preparing for this moment for a long time. It was hard to say goodbye, but also a time to share good memories of a century of life. We brought my dog along as moral support, which she did a great job of. Here, my younger sister takes a break from the relatives, photo albums, and stories to give Casey some much-appreciated love.