Recently my wife and I moved away from our home of over 20 years. Our neighbor (Biggie’s ‘Mom’) also moved away a few weeks later. I didn’t think we would have Biggie in our lives any more, and I was absolutely heartbroken over that thought; however, things are not as bad as I originally thought they would be.
Since moving we have had Biggie here several times for a few days at a time. He has easily transitioned to being transported between the two homes for extended stays at each. I’m not fond of his absence for several weeks at a time, but this is better than not having him at all. I’ll take it.
A few days ago his mom sent us a short video of Biggie in his new digs, and it made me very happy to see him having fun. I wish I were there, although this is the next best thing.
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