Woody is at home.
We had a pretty rough night, what with all the eating he needed to do because of the appetite stimulants, and a little bit of wheezing and a whole of lot of adjusting to being home again and needing to be near the momma. But, he is home. And he is special.
And I am glad to count this special guy amongst my best friends. I love him so much.
(Sometimes I sleep with my glasses on so I can see better in my dreams. Plus, I was not sleeping there. I was just laying down and resting my eyes.)
3 comments:
I love that Woody boy. He is special and fine.
He is so cute and sleepy with his shaved leg.
I want to give Woody many hugs and cuddles.
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