Hope is my little pup. He is nosy, cute and a bit of a rascal. If it is not supposed to be explored, Hope will be there, exploring as always. I named him Hope as he gives us a feeling of just that. Hope. With a face like that, you would think that butter wouldn't melt in that mouth and I don't think anyone could resist those eyes or that one floppy ear and that other one that stands up! Gives him that look of "What?"
Inquisitive and maybe a little naughty, but that is our Hope.
So, now were being kept on our toes by these adorable little things, and they definitely went some of the way to helping our hearts heal at last, even though the process of grief can be long and painful, we at least have some new friends to keep an eye on, and we know that wherever he is, Alphonse would have been proud of his mum and dad this week, just as we are so proud of him. He was a fighter to the end, and was so loved by everyone who knew him.
Patch has coped wonderfully as well, he looks after his pups and mothers them. He licks them clean, makes sure they're OK. He makes such a lovely big brother.
Loves
Wendy xx
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