Mr. Poopers
It’s been a rough week. 3 years ago today Mr. Poopers left us. Tuesday Coco got hit by a car. We knew the best thing was to put her to sleep. So we kissed her soft forehead and her big eyes looked up at us while her paws intertwined with our fingers and let her go. It was utterly horrifying.
Oh, sweetie. I am so sorry.
You’ve had a bad year pet-wise.
Gus sends slobber.