This is the second Thanksgiving without my beloved Sheltiboy.
Every Thanksgiving, I used to give him a little pumpkin pie crust, and let him lick a little whipping cream off of my fingers.
This year, I took a piece of pie crust, wrapped it in a ziploc bag, and put it in his memorial. I did the same thing last year.
It's still really hard. I miss him so much...
Every Thanksgiving, I used to give him a little pumpkin pie crust, and let him lick a little whipping cream off of my fingers.
This year, I took a piece of pie crust, wrapped it in a ziploc bag, and put it in his memorial. I did the same thing last year.
It's still really hard. I miss him so much...