If youve seen my ok to cry thread and my tree rat thread, you know that we lost my step dad Robert last weekend and are getting a new pup.
Complete opposite ends of the emotional spectrum.
Anyway, this morning Heather called me to tell me something around the farm got to, and killed, a couple of the pups. Alex's pup Storm was one of them.
So, first thing this morning, I had to break the news to my son. When I did, he calmly sits there and processes it.
Then Alex looks up at me and says:
"Well, PawPaw Robert has a new puppy to help him with his cows in Heaven. I hope he likes Storm."
There are onion chopping ninja's hiding in my house somewhere...
Complete opposite ends of the emotional spectrum.
Anyway, this morning Heather called me to tell me something around the farm got to, and killed, a couple of the pups. Alex's pup Storm was one of them.
So, first thing this morning, I had to break the news to my son. When I did, he calmly sits there and processes it.
Then Alex looks up at me and says:
"Well, PawPaw Robert has a new puppy to help him with his cows in Heaven. I hope he likes Storm."
There are onion chopping ninja's hiding in my house somewhere...
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