| | 4 weeks ago today we lost our 2 year old Fozzie to a tragic spinal chord injury. It was sudden and unexpected. We’re all still devastated. My favourite memory of you was our morning routine. I would come downstairs and make a coffee, everyone else still in bed. I’d sit in my chair, and you would come to me and stretch up for me to pick you up. I would, and I’d give you a big hug and kiss before you settled in my lap for a nap while I had my coffee and read. Every morning without fail. I now think of you every morning, and wish you were still here. Some things Fozzie loved: stealing socks, stinky breath (he loves to give gentle licks if you had stinky breath!), antagonizing Chewie, snuggling on someone’s lap, food (of course), being outside, barking at the TV, and his family. Hug your babies tight. [link] [comments] |