Seems like Mac's pics pop up every day. Not their fault I took a lot of pics of him. I love seeing them. I forgot about a lot of them. It happens. Our lives get busy. Then on a dreary cold day, his cute face pops up. Makes me smile.
Also makes me cry. Sometimes I hate you Facebook memories. I think I'm done grieving. But no. Maybe I will always grieve him. That is till I see him again.
Do I believe that 100%? I dunno. But believing and thinking I will helps me in this life. His wiggly butt dance and enduring roooo rooo. The way he would "tap tap" me awake in the morning.
Guess who is "tap tapping" me awake now? Yep Princey. Maybe Mac is whispering to him to do that? Princey has also taken to sleeping on the same spot on the couch as Mac did. And jumping up when I move or get up from a chair. "Where ya going , mom? "Can I go too?" Mac did that all the time. Tulip-nah. She's her own dog.
She's independent and smart in her own right. Sleeps right up next to me. Love that sweet girl. She keeps Princey in line.
Have a great Monday! Enjoy all your dog's wiggly butt dances and following you everywhere. They aren't with us near long enough.
Spring in 16 days! (wiggly butt dance time) 🍀
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