He's 80-odd pounds of
Nature Boy is super excited. Tree Guy cracks up at Tank's snorting. (He's not so crazy about the drool trails though...) And I like Tank's wiggly butt and stub of a tail.
We're counting on Tank to bring some joy and laughter during this sad time. My mom, GC Brawler, wants to meet Tank, so I'm taking him to her crib in a bit. I'll kiss my grandma while I'm there too. Hospice says it won't be long. We decided to have an early Christmas this year. We celebrated at my mom's last night. Meemaw was able to open her eyes long enough to see me and Nature Boy looking like crazy folk in our Santa hats. I hope it made her smile on the inside.
Please say a prayer for my grandma. And for us.