Friday, April 11, 2014

He Misses Her, Too

Liam misses Macy.  I know it because he never walks past her little tree without stopping and pointing, remembering the day we buried our beloved fuzzy friend.

When he sees a dog trotting toward us on the sidewalk, he gets happy and starts to walk more quickly, only to sullen a bit when the dog is in front of us, as he realizes it's not her.

When he sees her picture in a frame or spontaneously on my computer screen saver, he squeals just a little bit and he points, so that I may enjoy her for those moments, too.

Thank you, Liam, for remembering our fuzzy girl.  None of us will ever forget her.