Today, in between short cries and long naps, I’ve been working on a post about Snowy’s big, scary, funny adventure that he inadvertently embarked on earlier this week. Tentatively called, “Snowy: The Infirm Intimidator,” I promise it will make you smile.
Although I have another story or two from Wednesday to share (mostly about his little funeral), I figured I would wait on that until next week so that we could all take a break from our Kleenex box usage.
Speaking of our little guy, when Sarah came downstairs this morning she said, “Mom, I thought I heard Snowy yipping.” I told her I felt like I heard him sometimes too. Imagination and love make a powerful combination.
As we move through the weekend, I would love it if you would take a moment and share a memory or a story about a pet that you have lost. (Edited to add: Or also feel free to share about one that is still in your life.)
What did you love about that pet?
What are some inspiring or heartwarming things he/she did?
If there is one thing I have learned this week, it’s that the Smithellaneous family is chock full of animal lovers and I know we would all so enjoy reading (and commenting on) each others’ stories about the animals we have loved.
So while I’m working on Snowy’s Big Adventure, let’s hear some of your stories.
I think there is healing in the remembering.
This is a picture of Snowy helping Steve and Nathan make pancakes for one of our annual “Trim the Tree And Eat Pancakes” Nights.