As the days fly by I often encounter someone or something that reminds me of my Little. Someone tells a story that makes me think of Little and some funny thing that he did and I smile and cry at the same time. I remember how lucky I was to have Little in my life. Today is no exception.
My sister and I have a running joke about the fact that my furbabies are always, ALWAYS, super photogenic. It's crazy. And trust me when I tell you it's them not me. I am not the greatest picture-taker. My sister and I can be standing next to each other taking the same exact photo and hers will be a piece of art and I will undoubtedly have the lens cap on. Yeah, it's that bad. But that doesn't apply to my furbabies. It's the only place where I have mad photo skills. And Little was a PERFECT subject for my art.
This photo appeared on my Facebook timeline from three years ago. Little would have been about two and a half years old. He's "reading" a story my sister wrote. I love this picture. I actually had forgotten how much I loved this picture until it popped up. And it reminds me, not that I ever forget, of how much I love Little and how very lucky I am.
Peace and paws . . . Little's Mom
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