I had a pretty crummy night last night so I called out of work today. Would you believe I woke up only two hours ago? Actually, I think I can’t eat junkfood anymore. It does a number on my stomach.
Two months since Mickey’s passing, and I still have a hard time coming home and not seeing him. I was looking at some old photos, and I found this gem. I bought Mickey a sweater for Christmas last year. It was very cute — navy with white stars — but he hated it. It was also a bit small. He humored me and wore it twice. This is not the cutest picture of him by far, but he looks so perturbed and tough in it that you just have to laugh.