My very dearest friend had a wonderful, precious baby that had a deformed mouth....no roof to his mouth, opened into his nasal passage....she nurtured and hand fed that precious baby boy into adulthood, and finally lost him to old age, several months ago. He had fallen in love with one of her bedroom slippers that was a cow, when he was a tiny little baby, and it was a love that persisted his entire life! She had sent me an absolutely adorable pic she had taken of him, with his MOO-COW love, and posted it on my Facebook page....I THINK it is still there someplace....just went to check and it is still there way down around April dates....it is such a wonderful, fond memory I have of that wonderful little spirit....Ozzy-Moo, precious little man.....Whenever they went anyplace, Oz had his "girlfriend" in tow.....Pat kept Oz's girlfriend with him when she helped Oz cross over Rainbow Bridge.....and she has held onto Miss Moo.....such a wonderful, warm memory. (I wish I knew how to post that pic from my Facebook page, to here so you all could see it....) |