I was putting up this hanger on the door a while ago; and as I hammered in the nails, recollections of my pretty fluffball hammered my mind.
I wish she was here to watch me, in her particular avid supervisory manner, as I worked.
You simply loved doing that, didn't you, my lil fluffball?
I miss you Liz. I miss you all the time. Mum misses you too baby.
The most mundane of every day chores remind us of you. There's not a moment that passes by, without one of us letting out a cold sigh remembering you, wishing you were here with us, with all your snowey furriness.
K was heart broken hearing about her Snowey too, Liz. She misses you too.
*sighs*
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R.I.P Liz...
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