No matter how many good vibes and loving snuggles I give my little honeybottom, he doesn’t seem to be getting any better. I really, really hope he’s going to pull through this, but I can feel myself mentally preparing for the worst.
At least I’m getting to spend a lot of quality couch time with him – that’s always been our thing, being all snoozy and lazy together. The very first time we met, he curled up behind my legs on the couch and immediately stole my heart. It was love at first spoon.
(Thanks to my digital Library of Memories, it was incredibly easy to find pictures of the two of us together. These photos span 2002-2009, but they were all in one folder, ready to use.)