Georgie, you big lug, you took a piece of me with you the day you were adopted. Thankfully, no human tissue was involved- only emotional stuffing. What did I expect after a whole year with you? The first few months were spent trying to get you not to kill me.
In the end, I discovered a gentle, trusting and loving soul. I knew you were inside there somewhere. Beautiful, magnificent Georgie, the blues ended when I saw your new home pics reflecting total contentment and your message that clearly stated, “I’m home now.”
