well.... he's not under the daisies.... but he is under a rosebush on the other side of his grandma's flower bed. The rosebush barely survived the Indiana winter, we're hoping it pulls through. Grandma had to cut some of it away.
He being my beloved, 4-legged, purring baby Bo who was 9-1/2 and had lymphoid leukemia. Callie, Kaz, and I miss him very much. There are times that I'll see something moving out of the corner of my eye - and my first thought is Bo because it was something he would have done.... then I remember that it's Callie or Kaz.
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