I was in the hospital for a week and I would call my husband to find out how Conner was doing. I was not as concerned for myself as I was for him. My whole family took good care of him. When my husband came to the hospital, my sisters would walk and feed him. He had a great time while I was gone, but I knew he missed me very much. Not nearly as much as I missed him though.
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Conner - my best buddy |