Friday, August 13, 2010

For the Love of a Brother

The other day as we drove past Dairy Queen, a place LB took Jellybean once (one time that's it), she began to sniffle and whimper. I turned to ask her what was wrong and saw big, juicy tears streaming down her cheeks.

"What's wrong?"

"I goed there once wif mine *LB*). He is gone to Kansas now living wif other humans. I miss him lots. I is alone so very alone."

Talk about a heartbreaker and what's LB going to do when he reads this? Nat, maybe you should set aside some tissues before he reads this.
(*originally written May 10, 2005 from my original blog)

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