OK, I am now officially panicked . . . . Patti's always so good at keeping us up to date.
Back to sending all the white light I can to their household.
In tears as I read this . . . . anyone else have a wonderful mental picture of Angel Hogan with his wings and his stuffie with all 4 legs dribbling out of his mouth?
Hugs for you.
Biscuit . . . . Auntee Patsee here . . . . now that you have instructed the kitchen staff in the fine art of pleasing you, please eat your fill and enjoy every morsel . . . . and give your mom some kisses, I think you scared the wits out of her!
Flashy, you are *such* a good brother! Miss Lacers, now that you have the staff completely trained, you really need to consider eating what they prepare for you.
But she didn't leave for the Bridge alone--she had your love all around her and she knew that.
When you feel you can, we'd love to see some pictures of precious Sparkle.